Here are the things I didn’t tell you, the lovely things about her that you might have known but never bothered to ask—because you were interested in only the ugly parts. And you made quick work of those bits when you got a hold of them, didn’t you? What a banner day it must have been for you. What a laugh you must have had at my expense, fool that I was. But I’ll tell you the rest now—not because I imagine you capable of remorse; I know you too well for that—but because I want you to know the woman I knew.
it's becoming more and more apparent he sold her dirty secrets in some way shape or form
