“I’m sick of you playing with me like this, Elizabeth. Tell me where the hell the ring is or I will get the police involved.”
“You’ll get the police involved?! You burst into my home like this, square up with the shirtless guy in my room as if you haven’t interrupted us and you’re still in any way involved with me, and accuse me of theft and you’re the one who’s going to get the police involved. You haven’t spoken to me since you left. You didn’t even ask if I had the damn thing and you storm over here six months later as if I would know where it was if you did leave it here. If it means so much to you, how could you possibly have forgotten it for six whole months?”
He stopped opening drawers and throwing things around the room searching for the ring and turned to her, approaching as clo
