"Wow." Mary simply said after I delivered my story to her. She placed one hand on my shoulder while I sobbed profusely into my palms.
Lifting my face, I pointed in the direction of the tissue box not too far from her where I'd placed it. "Please pass it."
"Sure." She had a sad frown on her face. I guessed the details of my story had gotten to her.
"You chose to have s*x with him just to keep this from Kent?" She found it unbelievable, shaking her head pitifully. I knew I sounded so much like a slut but that wasn't the focus of the story.
"As much as he'd like. It seems like I come off as a toxic wife but look at me." I spread my arms apart. "You've seen my husband, we don't match. He's more of a superhero character, I'm just the huge log of…"
"But really, I don't see anything wrong wi
