She laughs. It’s the worst sound I’ve ever heard.
“Instead, you decided to do things differently. You decided to have a little fun first. So you f****d me. Made me fall in love with you. Gave me a ring and told me a million pretty lies.”
I say firmly, “No, Natalie. No.”
“When were you going to start asking me questions about him? Working it into the conversation in subtle ways?”
My voice grows louder. “I wasn’t. This is real. I fell in love with you.”
She gazes at me in anguish, her eyes bright with tears. “Sure. Just like David did. Now get the f**k out of my house, Kazimir.”
She says my given name like a curse.
Though my stomach is sloshing, my blood is boiling, and I can hardly breathe from the pain, I keep my voice steady and hold her gaze. “You don’t want me to leave. You love
