"Hating Peyton came easy, like breathing." Dixie was saying, "She wasn't the only one Walter was sleeping with, but she was the one I saw. And I was okay as long as I didn't see it, but the moment I saw her, she became the face in my mind. the person I couldn't be to make him stay."
Coughing awkward, Dixie admitted, "I tried to look like her, and act like her, but I didn't even know her. By the time I realized how stupid I looked, he'd had a great laugh."
Dixie softly whispered a long-scarred realization, "I think he liked that she drove me crazy, that I couldn't get her out of my head. That I had this burning hate for someone I barely knew, and this passionate jealousy I couldn't let go of. I was insecure, lost, and angry, and I blamed her because she was the face that seemed perf
