![]() I’m an open book! Look at my phone!” I gesture widely. It’s that she used to be his ex-girlfriend and has long swishy red hair. ![]() Just because she happens to be female-” “ It’s not that,” I cut him off scornfully. ![]() Surely I’m allowed to have a few friends, for Christ’s sake. I never thought of you as being possessive. “ Can’t you see it? She’s a home-wrecker! That’s what she does-” “She is not after me!” Luke says, cutting me off. “ She’s after you!” I’m leaning forward in agitation. How can he be so dense? I thought he was supposed to be clever. “Becky, I know you have a vivid imagination, but really… He pulls his shirt off and dumpsit in the laundry hamper. “You know she’s moving in on you, don’t you?” “What?” Luke gives a short laugh. ![]() “Latin books? Or… other things?” “ I’m sorry?” He looks bemused. “ Have you been reading my texts?” “ I’m your wife! What does she text you about, Luke?” My voice is rising in hurt. ![]()
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