“What did you say?”
“I..” God there's no way I’m going to say these words again. No one around me is saving.
“Say that fucking words again.” He whispered loudly and I sank into my seat. Coming towards me he grabs me from my hair in a tight fist.
“Ahh.. what are you doing?” His hold hurt me badly.
“Say again I said.”
“The girl... I don't know her name told everyone that you fuck her in office and now you proved because she's with you in Paris.” His hold loses slowly with my words and eyes running on my tears that are coming from my eyes.
“I never touched her.” Why is he telling me? With thumbs, he wipes my tears slowly. The air is now thick with feeling. Horror changed in emotions.
“You think..”
“Everyone thinks..”
“I don't care about anyone. I care about you. When I awake and you're not there I... I just got mad. You have panic attacks..” The words come from his words. I push him hard. Suddenly I feel so exposed. He knows my first secret. How?