Eleven.
I can’t believe you f****d my husband
It was two days later in the middle of the work day when Hanelli received the text message from Amy. She sat at her desk and pondered how to respond. She supposed it was a good thing that Amy took the time to text her, but it wasn’t an auspicious beginning.
I’m sorry. I’ll never do it again.
It wasn’t much of an apology, but Hanelli wasn’t going to waste time and effort into a friendship that was over.
I knew he was f*****g other women but I didn’t expect YOU to be one of them
There was her opening. Hanelli turned the text conversation.
You knew?
I’m not stupid, was Amy’s response.
What are you going to do about it?
I should have cut his balls off years ago.
You’re not actually going to do that…are you?
He and I argued about it last
