Page 37 of Secrets and Lies
West: texting me from that number
Anthony: that number? What’s special about my number?
West: your number????
Anthony: yes, my number
West: it’s not your number
Anthony: it isn’t?
It’s interesting that the first thing he asked was why I used his old phone number to text him, and not anything about McKenna, my identity, or if I actually have proof that he’s been cheated on.
West: it used to be mine
Anthony: it did? what a coincidence
West: why are you doing this?
Anthony: because I want to know if you want to know if your fiancée cheated on you
West: but why use my old number?
Anthony: because I figured there was a better chance of you opening my text if it was a number you recognized and not a random or blocked one
West: that’s the only reason?
Anthony: that’s the only reason
West: do you have any idea how much that fucked with me? How much of my mental bandwidth has been used up trying to figure out what the hidden message of that could be???
Anthony: sorry
West: no you’re not
Anthony: no I’m really not
West: who are you?
Anthony: someone who asked you a question
West: but *why* did you ask me that question?
Anthony: because I want to know your answer
Anthony: do you have an answer?
West: I will once you give me a chance to process the question
Anthony: it’s been hours. how much time are we talking?
West: how much time would you need to process someone asking if you want to see proof of your fiancée cheating on you?
Anthony: no time at all because I’ll never have a fiancée
There’s a bit of a pause, then the little bubbles that show he’s typing pop up again.
A part of me was convinced that I’d send those texts and never hear from him. And if I did get a response, I figured he’d maybe send a few texts demanding answers before telling me to go fuck myself.
