THE ULTIMATE COMEBACK
Richard said, his confusion deepening.
"And oh, Richard, you just had to be that friend, getting everything: the wealth, the fame, oh and lest I forget, the girl. You married Helen, and you and I both know that I saw her first, knew her first, and loved her first," Salvatore practically yelled, his voice dripping with bitterness.
"She loved me," Richard defended.
"That's the fucking point, Richard. She just had to love you," Salvatore shot back, his resentment palpable.
"Is that what this is about? My dead wife?" Richard asked, his voice barely above a whisper.