TANISHA
I finished narrating my ordeal, only to find Geneva’s jaw on the floor and her eyes replaced by saucers. I nudged her leg, urging her to say something.
She grabbed the bottle of water I was holding, and took a long sip.
“So…she deceived and manipulated you, thereby intentionally ruining her own relationship anniversary. And when you tried to explain to your boss, he insulted you like that?” She moved her hands, almost animatedly.
“Yes. I felt so defeated, I ugly cried in his office, in front of him. And he had the nerve the look disgusted.”
“Wow…that’s next level humiliation. Coupled with all the other things you’ve told me about, you know what I think?”
“What?”
She held my hands, her eyes focused on me in a way that meant she was about to say something inconveniently log
