"Because I thought that if given the chance, your wife would cheat as well, and you'd definitely get a divorce!" I spit out the words as fast as I could. My chest sobbed again, and tears welled up in my eyes.
"This is unbelievable. You've ruined my marriage, "He accused me. Sobbing, I crumpled to the floor. Professor Moore hung up on me. I'd f****d everything up, and now everyone despised me. I heard footsteps and noticed a shadow cast over me. When I looked up, Richard was standing over me, carrying a napkin-wrapped dish. He extended his hand to me.
"Let me walk you home," he said. I took his hand in mine and he helped me stand.
"What's on the plate?" As we walked out of the building, I asked him.
"Your pizza," he said. I cracked a smile.
"Why are you so nice?" I asked him. He shrug
