Wordle by Wordle: Day 220
Saturday, Aug 17, 2024
Wordle #1155 – STORM
“Oooh, good one, Cece! You got me!” Bree snarks, somehow both trying to play off her confession and own it at the same time. She cranes her neck Exorcist-style so that she can glare at me full-on.
“Please speak directly into the mic…” Stevie ventures, hesitant to admonish Bree.
Either Bree is ignoring her or she didn’t even hear her in the first place, completely laser-focused on me.
“Do you want to know what Roy said to me, that night we were arguing? Huh?”
“I—”
“He said that he never should’ve divorced you!” Bree huffs. “Can you believe it?! I mean, really?”
No, I can’t believe it. I can’t even begin to wrap my mind around it. Roy regretted getting a divorce? He still had feelings for me?
Despite everything, my lips curl into an involuntary smile.
Bree notices. Her face darkens like a storm cloud and I can feel the hairs on my arms stand up, anticipating the lightning strike of her anger.
“You’re happy about this, are you? Oh, of course you are! You could never accept that Roy and I were together. You always secretly wanted him back, didn’t you?”
With each word, Bree strains a little closer to me over the arm of her chair.
“Please speak directly into—"
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