Tess looks at him sharply, feeling pulled in so many directions that she's not sure where to start. Kick his ass for being earnest with her when she just wants to be pissed, not pitied? Knock his teeth in for having the gall to play at cowboy when some people don't have places like this to come home? Break his fucking mirrors, yell at him that she doesn't give a shit about his stupid wife?
So when he comes into her space, she just shoves him, both hands on his chest.
"Fuck you, William," she shoots back. "Like you care about her feelings, you act like she doesn't fucking exist."
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Tess looks at him sharply, feeling pulled in so many directions that she's not sure where to start. Kick his ass for being earnest with her when she just wants to be pissed, not pitied? Knock his teeth in for having the gall to play at cowboy when some people don't have places like this to come home? Break his fucking mirrors, yell at him that she doesn't give a shit about his stupid wife?
So when he comes into her space, she just shoves him, both hands on his chest.
"Fuck you, William," she shoots back. "Like you care about her feelings, you act like she doesn't fucking exist."