"It's a casual affair." He breathed, looking between me and the woman under the sheets.
"This is not casual! You cheated on me!" I yelled, stomping out of the room. I heard his footsteps follow me. He had a sheet tied around his waist.
"We were in an actual relationship, Brendon. A casual affair is when your just friends with benefits!" I ran downstairs and tried to leave, but Brendon got a hold of my arm.
"Don't say 'we were in a relationship'. Keep the term 'we are', please..." he begged.
"I don't know, Brendon..."