"She's a ball sucking heifer. Don't even worry about her anymore." Moriah stroked my hair. "Do you have to go back? Or do you want to quit and try and find something else?"
I sat up from our futon, swiping back the remnant of tears still stuck on my cheeks. "I don't know. I don't want to go back, but I also..."
"You also love Ashley," she finished for me.
"No!" I swatted her arm, denying every bit of my inner self. "I most definitely do NOT love Ashley Wilder. He is obviously very devoted to his wife--"
"--In the loosest term of the word!" Moriah interjected.
"Yes," I agreed, rushing to finish. "But he wouldn't jeopardize his kids for anything. I know that. He'd get back with her to make sure that they're happy."
Moriah sat looking at me, unimpressed with my speech for a good thirty
