Chapter 29. What the Fuck?

KELLY

I sink into my big bed, and I'm annoyed. How dare he tell me I'm jealous, HOW? I toss and turn in bed, trying to find a position so I can sleep. I don't know what's going on down there and I don't want to know either. Well, actually I do, my blood is bubbling to know what those two are up to, I trust Liz, but not Barry. I'm very well informed about Barry's past and if it weren't for him, we might not be married. In an ideal world, Barry Freeman would have a wife, one that he loves, and not a contract wife like me.

Anxious, I get out of bed and pace around the room like a caged lion... my nerves are stronger than my peace, so I carefully open the door and step out into the hallway. I take care that my footsteps are not heard, I must be cautious...  I keep walking, as I hear movement on the second floor. I walk down the steps, careful that my nerves don't cause an accident.

I reach the living room where I hear the voices of both of the