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chapter 22

“Yea, and it looks like you were not missing me at all,” Tay says with venom in his voice.

“It's not what you think, I can explain.” He pours himself another drink.

“There's no need to explain, I get it,” Tay says.

“You do?” Somehow, I calm down but no, Satan is out to get me and Tay's words are like poison that is slowly killing me.

“Yep, you are giving it to everyone since I didn't satisfy your needs at the farmhouse.” I felt like air got knocked out of my lungs.

My chest tightened.

“I guess that douche didn't do a good job since you go around kissing and God knows what, with other men who are not your husband,” Tay continues to dig in the knife to my already wounded heart.

“To think you were always on my mind whereas you were.... busy being a slut.” tears fall down my cheeks.

“You are drunk, you mean nothing you are saying,” I say, and he lets out a laugh.

This is not the Tay I know.

The Tay I know would never, never insult me like that.

The Tay I know is gentle, loving,
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