I was trying my best to appear calm, desperately hoping that he would believe my lie. But my heart was pounding in my chest, and my palms were sweaty.

I was pretending to act like I was used to doing this sort of thing so that he wouldn’t feel as guilty, but he seemed unperturbed, even smiling brightly at me.

Why do I feel like our roles are reversed?

“I should leave,” I told him, climbing out of bed.

“Want me to send you?” He sat up and got down from the other side of the bed, turning his back to me. Right then, I saw the long red marks on his back.

He noticed me staring and turned to glance at me in amusement. “You’re the first person to ever scratch me.”

“I didn’t mean to scratch you,” I argued.

“Then what was it?”

“You were hurting me, so I did it in self-defense.”

He laughed. “You’re the one who was too tight.”

words escaped me before

just like that, he chalked up all

all along that Lyle was cheating on me. I should have seen this coming. After all, birds of a feather flock together.

didn’t you tell me?”

buttoned up his shirt. “Tell you what? That Lyle hooked up with one of my friends? Or should I have brought you to

I was rendered speechless.

for my hand. “Let’s

standing up to leave. The truth was, I wasn’t actually angry with him. I just thought the gesture was unnecessary since I merely had a one-night stand with him to get back at

didn’t follow me out the

hotel, I hurried to a pharmacy to buy some morning-after pills and gulped them down, feeling slightly more at

as he didn’t even text me to ask where I was when I didn’t come back home

phone buzzed with a notification. To my surprise, it was a text message from Christopher: What are you

back the

he

a condom. The corner of my mouth twitched. He

the sound of Christopher’s car revving

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