The more she spoke, the more distraught she became, her frustration mounting until she was waving her hands in the air, pointing at him, feeling as if she might cough up blood at any second.
"Your relationship was just starting to get a little better, and then, because you thought you were being so clever, deciding you had to tell Hannah everything without reservation, you tore it all down again."
She took a step forward, poking Lionel hard in the chest, and said, word by word,
"Let me tell you, after what you said to Hannah today, seeing her again will be next to impossible, you know that!"
Sandra exhaled sharply in frustration and stormed upstairs, having no desire to deal with him any longer.
Thinking back on their time together recently, Sandra found herself wondering about something: who was the real lovesick fool, Hannah or her?
Because back when she and Lionel weren't exactly dating but in that ambiguous phase, he had been so smart, so clever.
And he was an expert liar back then. Whenever they were together and Hannah called, he could lie with a straight face, calm and composed, telling Hannah he was working late.
His lies were so skillfully crafted that it was impossible to find any flaws.
He used to be so good at lying, yet at this critical moment, he chose to be completely honest.
He was crazy. This man was completely and utterly insane. If she kept trying to advise him, she was afraid she might just kill herself out of sheer rage.
She thought about how she'd been doing just fine in Kiron, and it was all Quennel's fault, that bastard, for bringing her back here.

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