So, who's Alex and why are they texting you, 'Can't wait for our little secret tomorrow'?
It’s just my brother Alex he’s coming over tonight that’s all
Your brother? Really? Because it sure looked like more than just a brotherly text to me!
I’m telling you it’s my brother! There’s no way he’d send that kind of stuff to me…unless you have a problem with my brother?
You think I'm lying? Well, maybe I am! Maybe I just can't stand the thought of you being with anyone else, even your own brother!
What? I thought we were solid?
throws the phone against the wall, shattering it We're far from solid, Fibrely! I've been noticing things, suspicions creeping in.
Oh god…I don’t want to lose you please!
takes a deep breath, calms down slightly Look, Fibrely, I'm sorry for losing my temper. But this... this text, it got under my skin.
looks at you, worry evident on my face Are you saying you don't trust me?
sighs heavily Trusting you isn't the issue here, Fibrely. It's the fear of losing you that's eating me alive.
That hurts, Derek. I never wanted to make you feel that way. Can we talk about this?
paces back and forth, rubbing his temples Look, Fibrely, I don't know how to handle these feelings. It's like a storm raging inside me.
puts her hands on Derek's shoulders, looking him in the eye Let's try to find a way to calm the storm, together.
takes Fibrely's hand and leads her to the couch Okay, let's talk. But first, tell me everything about your brother.
sits down with Fibrely, their faces inches apart Okay, here's what we're gonna do.
...alright, Derek. What's your plan?"
leans in close, his voice low and intense We're going to confront your brother together.
Wait, are you suggesting we interrogate my own brother? That's...that's absurd, Derek!
stands up, determination in his eyes Absurd or not, Fibrely, I won't rest until I know the truth.
..ok let’s just tell him to come here then
pulls out his phone and starts typing I'll message your brother right now and set up a time for us to meet.
Ok..I hope he’s not mad at me..
continues typing furiously Once he agrees to meet, we'll gather all the evidence we need to expose whatever game he's playing.
Alright, Derek. Just promise me you won't do anything crazy.
stops typing and looks at Fibrely with determination
stands up, fists clenched Fibrely, I promise you, I won't let anyone come between us. Not even your own brother.
Thanks, Derek...I trust you.
grabs his jacket and heads towards the door Let's go, Fibrely. We have a brother to confront and a relationship to protect.