Roxanne
I was in pure shock after Mrs. Sharpe slapped me.
I held my face. “What the hell was that for?!”
“For what you did to my husband!”
“I didn’t do anything to him! N-nothing ever happened!”
“Let’s calm down!” Daxon hurried between us.
“You think I’m an i***t?!” Mrs. Sharpe, attempting to get around Daxon. “I know you slept with him!”
“No, never!” I insisted. “We were just friends!”
“Your bracelet was in his car you little slut! You almost ruined his career and our marriage! Do you know how much counseling we had to go to?!”
“I deeply apologize for that, but I didn’t sleep with him!”
“Roxanne, I hope you’re ready-oh my god, Janice!”
“What is she doing here?” Mrs. Sharpe demanded. “Are you sleeping with her again?!”
“Oh god, Janice we’ve been over this! I never touched her!
