My Brother's Wife
I placed my head on my forehead, wondering why we are still talking.
"Like I said its nothing serious, he was just holding my arm." With one hell of a tight grip.
"He was..." I interrupted.
"Can you drop it, I appreciate that you care tho." Even though I don't know why.
"Do you know I hate you?" Now, this sounds like Stacey, this conversation just got less awkward.
"It's no news to me, I'm not your biggest fan either." I rolled my eyes.
"I hated and still hate you because all this time I thought your life was perfect, the perfect job, an awesome best friend, married to a billionaire but it's all a façade." Why does everyone say that? Why do they all assume my life is perfect?