Five
“I… what is all this, Sam? Are you trying to make a fool out of me?” I mutter while fixing the bed.
“Wait, Tela… trust me… I—”
“Trust you? Seriously? I hear you telling that other woman that all of this is just fun for you, then you come back, give me a dress… take it off me… and the best part! You give me a book—some… some… thing—and tell me to read it!” I shout, furious.