"I heard that you got into a fight with my girlfriend because of me?"
He furrowed his eyebrows and smiled with a hint of contempt and confidence.
I denied it, trying my best to present the truth to him.
"It's not for you."
Kellan chuckled lightly and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke.
"You beat her like that. How come you're still shy?"
...
I was not articulate, yet he was so confident. No matter what I said, he would think that I was interested in him. I remained silent, quickened my pace, and prepared to leave.
But Kellan grabbed my arm.
"You are getting embarrassed easily."
He stubbed out the cigarette and softened his tone.
"Go apologize to Estelle, and this matter will be over."
Only then did I know that Kellan deliberately waited for me here to stand up for Estelle.
I explained to him.
"If you want to settle this account, it is Estelle who owes me an apology. I have endured too much because of her in these four years."
Hearing my words, Kellan suddenly fell into contemplation. He looked up and muttered to himself, "Four whole years."
I didn't know what he thought of, but there was a hint of ache and pity in his eyes when he looked at me.