MEL
I walk through the front door to find Jonah on the couch. It makes my skin crawl because I remember how he sits there with Mara, giggling.
My pace is slow as I try to move across the room.
“How did the talk with your parents go?”
His face lights up.
“Mara denied ever sleeping with you. That’s one.” I say.
His laughter erupts through the room, “You know, Mara might just be better than you at everything.”
“Oh… she’s better. Better at lying like a b***h and f*****g my own husband.” My eyes roll.
“I wonder what happens when the media hears this.”
A glass cup flies across the room and shatters against the wall beside me, just inches from my head.
“What did you say?”
Jonah gets up and walks towards me, his hands fold into strong fists by his side.
My jaw clenches as I take subt
