“Please, darling. Don’t be so angry.”
I’m still shaking my head. He takes another step towards me. I take a step back. I can’t understand why I’m at a loss for words when there’s so much I want to say to him. I love him, despite his infidelity, but he’s hurt me more than any other person ever has or could ever hope to. I want to kill him. He may not want me anymore, but I sure as hell don’t want anyone else to have him!
He smiles, a wavering peace offering.
“How could you do such a thing to me?” I ask, finally.
My question isn’t very original and I’m not sure I even want to hear the answer.
He drops his hand. And his pathetic excuse for a smile.
“Do you want me to leave, too?” he asks.
Finally the tears spill over again. I’m ashamed and infuriated he gets to see the results of his betrayal. I walk up to him, my hands balled into fists. I punch him squarely in the jaw, knocking him back against the tractor, and walk away.
“Do what you want,” I say as I leave the barn.