"What the hell is this Monica?" Tyson asked, storming inside the room. The door slammed behind him, and Monica stood up from the bed, flinching.
"What are you talking about?" She asked, frowning at him.
"Don't play dumb," Tyson said through gritted teeth, walking up to her. He showed her the picture in his phone, making her frown deepen further.
"What is this? Who sent you this?" She questioned, taking the phone from his hands, as she examined the picture more carefully. It was a photo of the two of them in the maternity clothes shop, standing extremely close to each other. Her hands were cupping his cheeks, and their faces were merely inches apart. The angle of the picture made it look like they were almost about to kiss, lost in each other's eyes.
"Elle sent this to me. She's ask
