Last To Know
“So when were you going to tell me?”
“Well…”
“Are you going to answer me, or just stand there like an idiot?”
“Well, I was going to tell you.”
“Bitch! No you weren’t! If I hadn’t walked in I’d never know!”
“No! Danny, I swear-”
“Shut up! I don’t want excuses!”
“Danny-”
“How long?”
“What?”
“How long have you been fucking cheating on me?”