Carmen noticed me first, while I stared at them in shock and tried to figure out what to do, wishing I was anywhere but there at that moment. She jerked herself free of Philip, backing away until she impacted one of the bushes which she then leaped away from, putting herself back in his reach as terror crossed her face. She flushed deeply, Philip meeting my eyes a moment as his own flared with shock, then barely contained anger.
He could be as mad at me as he wanted, but I wasn't the one making out with the enemy.
"It's not what it looks like." Carmen's hurried attempt at a blatant lie silenced her without me having to say a word.
"I personally couldn't care less." I stepped aside while Philip left in a rush without a word to the girl he'd just been kissing, disappearing toward the entry while Carmen watched him go, hugging herself as he did, despair on her face. "None of my business. Unless, of course, your affair impacts Lewis Brown's death."