Cheers to the New Year and the End of Us
At the New Year's party, my pineapple juice is swapped for beer. To make things worse, I've just taken cephalexin, which shouldn't be mixed with alcohol.
After barely surviving the ordeal, I am shocked to see my husband, Harry Grant, defending Sally Lane, who was responsible for the mix-up.
"Can we please just let it go? She didn't do it on purpose," Harry pleads.
However, I'm not about to forgive Sally, especially given how sketchy her relationship with my husband has always been.
But Harry cuts me off with a scowl, "Enough! She's just graduated and doesn't know any better.
"What's the point of holding a grudge? Do you really want to ruin her life to feel better?" he asks, clearly trying to protect her.
As I watch him stand by her, my heart sinks.
"Fine then, go live with her."