She raged, clenching her teeth in anger, "You're absolutely unbelievable." She was fighting to contain herself so she wouldn't charge across the room and lash out at me. Why on earth would you do such a thing? Please explain.
It was at this point that I realized I was speechless. I resented that I had put myself in this situation and groaned and rubbed the back of my head. I paused, trying to find the appropriate words to say, "Because..." "Because I didn't want you to date Joel," she said.
Who do you think you are, of all the foolish, chauvinistic acts? You don't have the right to decide how I live just because we've been intimate. We don't date, and we're not a couple. Hell, we don't even get along. Her voice became more agitated and frustrated.
"You suppose I am ignorant of that? I acknowledged that it was absurd and that I knew it made no sense. "But when I looked at those flowers, damn roses!"
