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“Because that’s my wife.”

“No. Because you thought she belonged to you.”

My jaw tightened.

“And now you found out she don’t.”

“Man, fuck you.”

“That shit hurting, ain’t it?”

I looked away.

“You was cool when Heather was waiting on you.”

I clenched my jaw.

“Cool when Avery was sneaking around.”

“Frozo.”

“Cool having Sam at home.”

“Enough.”

“But soon as Sam get some dick and decide she don’t want yours anymore, everybody turning against poor fucking Xay.”

I grabbed the empty shot glass and threw it across the room.

It smashed against the wall.

Frozo shot up.

“YO! What the fuck wrong with you?!”

“EVERYTHING!”

My chest was heaving.

“Everything is fucked!”

“Because of YOU!”

“I FUCKING KNOW!”

The room went quiet.

Even I heard it.

Frozo stared at me.

I looked down.

For the first time, I didn’t have another excuse ready.

I dragged both hands down my face.

“Fuck.”