Chapter 44
- ‘Fuck off, ’ I repeat, and immediately clap my hand over my mouth. I didn’t mean to repeat that, it just came straight out because I was too shocked to process what I was saying. I stand up, my eyes filling with tears. Peter had an affair. And Joe hates me enough to tell me.
- ‘I, uh, I, uh, I ’m going d-d-downstairs,’ I stammer, picking up my bag and wine and hurrying past Joe.
- ‘See ya,’ he says.