#Chapter159
/"Did you leave her because of me, or because you were already looking for a way out?/" I blurt out through tears, thinking only of the things the girls said about his sex life with Natasha, about how he never seemed happy. The tidbits of their gossip filtering through and coming back at me out of sequence, as I try to remember what they said exactly. So consumed obsessively with this now that it’s all in my head swirling around, clouded logic, coloring everything.
/"What kind of question is that?/" He looks up at me completely baffled as to how my mind works, like he no longer knows me at all. Dumbfounded that he thinks I can be so stupid, and it makes me worse as I hate him so much more.
