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“And Avery—”
“Don’t fucking include me,” Avery snapped.
“I care about Avery too!”
Avery looked disgusted.
“So basically you up in here caring about everybody.”
“Yes!”
Heather shook her head.
“You don’t care about nobody but your fucking self.”
“That ain’t true.”
“It is.”
“No, it ain’t.”
“You know why you don’t want Sam to know?”
“Because it’ll destroy my fucking family!”
Heather stared at me.
“No, Xay.”
Her voice got quieter.
“You already did that.”
I looked at her.
She pointed toward the door.
“Tomorrow.”
“I ain’t telling Sam shit.”
“Then I will.”
I stepped closer.
“You trying to fuck up my marriage because you’re mad at me.”
Heather’s face twisted.
“There it is.”
“What?”
“That gaslighting shit.”
“Ain’t nobody gaslighting you.”
“You fucked me for almost three years, made a baby with me, made another baby with Avery, got another one in her stomach, lied to all of us, and somehow me telling your wife the truth means I’m fucking up your marriage?”
