“Yeah? Well, newsflash, Liz, it’s not all about how you feel,” Hugh shot back, chest heaving. “I was in the relationship, too, and I wasn’t fucking ready for sex, okay? I gave you nine fucking years of my life, and you fuck a randomer in my bed?” “I don’t know how it happened!” I cried out, grabbing my hair. “I just…I wanted to feel good.” “So your need to feel good made it okay to cheat on me?”
