"It was all her idea," Sally pointed a shivering index finger at Sylvia… "She encouraged me, she was the one who planned for this whole thing to happen and used my love for Henry…" Sally glared at Cynthia with all the hate she had built up inside of her for years while the two of them were best friends, "It's all your fault for letting him go and not appreciating him…. For giving up… on your marriage… so easily… you never…. truly loved him… not a day… in your… life…" Sally panted the words out with great difficulty suffocating on her own sobs.
"Out… GET OUT!" Henry shouted.
