Elaine
“I should be the one asking you that, Elaine,” he bristled, his eyes glazing over as he observed my dressing critically. “What are you doing here?”
My heart lurched at his cruel tone. “Don't look at me that way. You know why I'm here. For my interview. To work. I can't take your absurd requests seriously.”
“You were ready to honour my ‘absurd’ requests last week,” he pointed out with a scoff.
I rolled my eyes, equally folding my arms over my chest. “That was because you fooled me that you were in love with me. That I could count on you no matter what.”
“What the hell are you driving at, Elaine? Of course everything I felt was true, and you know that. You're the one who decieved me. You played on my affections for you and I'm so f*****g pissed.”
“So you figured that the best op
