Chapter 16: Double Betrayal.

"You liar!" I screamed at him as I began to hyperventilate.

Honestly, I am accustomed to drama. I invented drama. I thrive on drama. I am the drama. But not this kind. Not the kind of drama that I didn't control from the onset.

Max got out of the closet and started dressing calmly, putting one foot and then the other into his jeans, zipping defiantly. There isn't a trace of guilt on his face. It was as if I had only accused him of stealing the covers at night or stealing my Fox's Fabulous Chocolate Cookies that I love to eat with ice cream.

"You fucking lied to me!" I shouted again, louder this time.

"You have got to be kidding me," he said. His baritone voice sounds shockingly low. "Fuck you, Tessy."

In all my life as a woman, no man has ever said *that* to me. And, in my years with Max, he has never said those words to me. Those are my words of last resort. Not his.

I decided to try again. "You said there was nobody else in the picture! And you're fucking my best friend!" I shou