I found Abigail's interrogation utterly ridiculous.
"Abigail, you and I are both our own person. Just because you don't like me seeing my friends doesn't mean I shouldn't see them."
I had made myself clear, but Abigail's gaze remained icy.
"Your friends?" she sneered. Her tone was full of discontent.
Halfway through her sentence, Abigail began walking toward me. Her eyes locked onto mine, and they were brimming with displeasure.
"Sophia is my former assistant!" she snapped. "Since when did she become your friend?"
I replied calmly, "Abigail, do I need to report everything to you?"
She stayed silent for a moment before looking at me sternly and replying in a low voice, "But I don't like it."
"And I do." I smiled faintly and said evenly, "I like my friends, and I'm willing to spend time with them. Is there something wrong with that?"
Yet Abigail remained indifferent. She let out a sarcastic laugh before taunting me. "Samuel, let me ask you something. Do you see Sophia as just a good friend, or do you see her as someone you're romantically interested in?"
Her blunt question left me at a loss for words.
Abigail's unrelenting stare felt oppressive. It was as if I was some sort of appendage in her life, and I needed her approval for every decision I made.
Now, even making friends required her approval.
The feeling was suffocating.
Perhaps it was my tone that brought to mind her actions as her expression faltered slightly.
In a calmer voice, she asked, "What do you mean by that? Are you turning the tables to question me now?"
I stared straight at her and asked, "Why not? Am I wrong to do so?"
"Abigail, ask yourself. Over the years we've been together, how many men have you been involved with? How many rumors have surrounded you? Were all of them just figments of my imagination?"
"Do you know how many people have ridiculed me, pointed fingers at me, and called me a man whose dignity was trampled by rumors of infidelity? Did you ever stop to care about the humiliation and scorn I endured during all that time?
"And now, simply because I had a meal with a friend, you accuse me of cheating and confront me?"
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