“They told me horrible things about you. That you’re terrible at cooking, taking care of them… cleaning. They said you’re a shopaholic and have sleepwalking issues. They even said you’ve brought home seven guys this week alone,” Jose explained.
Tears streamed down my face. “None of that’s true, Jose.”
“I know. But they’re doing it because they want you and Roger to get back together. You need to talk to them,” he advised gently.
That evening, I stormed home, my heart heavy with hurt. Veronica and Casey were playing in the living room, oblivious to the storm brewing inside me.
“Girls, we need to talk. Now,” I said firmly, gathering them. They exchanged nervous glances but said nothing.
