“Because we’re broken up, Liz!” he shouted back at me, hands in his hair as he paced. “Because you aren’t you right now and I know better!” “Oh, relax!” I sneered, full-on raging now. “You didn’t crawl into my bed in the middle of the night and fuck me like he did!” Hugh gaped at me. “What are you talking about?” “The monster!” I screamed, throwing my hands up. “You know he fucks me in my dreams, don’t ya? He’s been doing it for years!” I choked out a maniacal laugh. “Oops. Maybe I shouldn’t have told you I’ve been sleep-cheating on you for years!”
