"Stay, please," she managed to choke out.
"Then you need to be straight with me about everything. What set you off?"
"I don't know."
"Forget it. I am not doing this." Tyler stood and made his way to the door. His hand was on the door knob when Libby grabbed his arm.
"No. Stay. Please." Tears were flowing down her cheeks.
"Libby, I'm not playing games. I don't know is not an answer. It gives no reasoning. "
"I honestly do not know." Libby started sobbing harder and sat down on the sofa.
"What do you mean you don't know?"
"I honestly don't know why I started getting mad."
"Just walk me through it. When did you start to get mad?"
"I don't get it. We were looking at the beds and I was fine."
"And then I told you that I was glad you picked one without looking at the price tag on
