Don’t worry about Tammy. Once she’s asleep, it’ll be just you and me.
Roxy holds the phone steady as my eyes scan the rest of the messages, and as my eyes take in each one, a steady sense ofdespair and betrayal rises up within. “This has been going on for months, Tammy,” she says softly. Is that actual compassion in her voice I hear? Or is she just faking it? “We were really close, but then he began to pull away. I knew he was seeing other women, but Saxon’s the kind of guy you just can’t seem to pull yourself away from, ya know?”
My head nods for itself, as if on autopilot.
“I’m sorry,” she continues. “I just thought you should know before–”
“It can’t be…” I mutter. My entire body is trembling now. This can’t be real. This can’t be happening. There’s no way Saxon would betray me. Lie
