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She opens the door, and I struggle to keep ?" I ask, keeping my voice steady

"I was just on the phone with the doctor"

Liar Liar Fucking Liar

"Right, well, don’t you have a treat with you to this one, like it or not"

Her face pales God, how did I not notice this before? All along she’s been dancing around this, going to "appoint na&iuo alone, Nate You know it makes me feel ill I don’t want you to see ive birth It’s fine"

"Nate, please, why do we have to argue about this?"

"What is it you’ve got exactly?" I say, glaring at her

She stares at ot"

"Refreshon, Nate?"

"I want to see a doctor’s report"

"Why?" she cries

"Because you’re a fuckin’ liar, that’s why," I roar, finally losing my shit

Her face falls and her face falls "Nate, please"

"Did you really think I wouldn’t find out?" I hiss, stepping forward She takes a step back until we’re both in the roo to go off with her"

"How do you even know about her?" I bellow

"I’ stupid I saw the way you looked at her It wasn’t hard to figure out Then I saw a o and I knew"

"So you lied, you made a mockery of sick people so I wouldn’t leave? What kind of person are you?"