Page 88 of Ex's & Oh's (The Lucky Girls 1)

“What the hell?” I ask. Confusion and anger war for first place, and I feel like I’m being torn apart.

“You’re in here telling me what a horrible person Brett is for keeping something from you when that’s exactly what you did to me. You can’t decide there’s one set of rules for the people for yourself and another for you to live by. If you’re going to expect something of someone else…you’re going to have to live by those damn standards yourself.”

I stare at my friend. I can’t believe what she’s saying. I was ready to be there for her, a shoulder to cry on when she found out her new husband lied to her.

“I’m going out there to put on a smile for as long as I can until I get Marc in a quiet place to ask him directly.”

“Wait,” I say, but she turns around. “Just let me explain—”

“There’s nothing to explain, Jen,” Stacey says. She yanks the door open. “I don’t want to hear it. How the hell should I know if it’s true?”

She storms away and I’m alone in the bathroom, left in the wake of destruction.

How did this happen?

When I open the door to hurry after her, I watch Stacey and Marc walk through the crowd toward a door on the other side of the room. The fury on her face is clear. Marc’s face is grim. He already knows what this is about.

A photographer at the door takes their picture as they walk out, and I already know what the tabloids will read when they post a photo of them looking very unhappy together.

Is the happy couple doomed already?

And I fear that because of me, they are.

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