I didn’t just give you a chance last night.” He blinked, lost.

“I gave you a chance the first night you came home at one in the morning smelling of someone else and lied about a team dinner.

I gave you a chance the day I asked if you were hiding something and you called me paranoid.

I gave you a chance the night you invited her into my home, sat her beside me, and made me smile while your mother praised her.

You had a hundred chances to look at me and stop.

You never took one.