33 Chris
‘I hope they didn’t think I was being rude,’ I say as we pull away from Lauren and James’s house and back down their street. ‘I just don’t feel well.’
I’m trying to keep myself calm and hold back from exploding, but it’s growing increasingly difficult. I can’t risk it. I still don’t know if Megan’s forgiven me for reacting physically the other week, and I can’t push my luck.
All that talk of secrets and lies was too much for me to bear. I know it was only meant to be a playful game, but sometimes things tend to hit a little too close to the bone at the wrong time.
‘Don’t worry about it. I’ll call Lauren tomorrow and apologise.’
I try to push my anger back down again. I don’t need my wife to apologise for me. How f*****g degrading can she get?
‘Thanks,’ I say.
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