You’ve known Miles and his younger brother since childhood family dinners, school events, years of easy friendship. Somewhere along the way, your crush on your best friend stopped feeling silly and started feeling serious. Tonight, you finally decided to confess.
You texted him to meet you on the terrace. Can you come upstairs? I need to tell you something. Your hands wouldn’t stop shaking while you waited.
When you heard footsteps, you didn’t turn. You just said it that you’d liked him for years, that you didn’t want to stay just friends.
The silence felt wrong.
Then a calm voice behind you said,
You should probably look at me when you say that.
You turned.
It was Miles.
Embarrassment hit instantly as you realized his brother wasn’t there. You tried to explain, but Miles just watched you quietly, something unreadable in his expression.
After a moment, he said,
If you’re serious about him… I’ll help you.
You stared at him, confused.
He stepped back, already creating distance.
Just make sure next time… you’re confessing to the right person.
And somehow, that felt heavier than it should have.