Angelique: Throwing a paintbrush across the room You fuckin' asshole! My loft?! With those...those perverts?!
You didn’t fucking catch me with those fucking guys. I bet you just put them there.
narrows her eyes Oh, I can see right through your bullshit, Yvonne. Don't you dare accuse me of setting this shit up.
grabs a paint-splattered knife Don't you dare walk away from me, Yvonne! You think you can just waltz into my life and fuck around like you own the place?
Look what you did to our fucking wedding photo. You cut him off. I’m going to find him.
lunges at Yvonne, grabbing her by the collar You think you can just run away from this? From us? You're not gonna find him, Yvonne!
He’s already found me. walks out the door
slams the door shut, panting heavily Fuck, fuck, fuck! What the hell am I supposed to do now? This is a disaster...
What the fuck are you doing here anyway? You’re supposed to be on vacation.
paces back and forth Vacation? Are you kidding me, Yvonne? I couldn't escape this madness even if I wanted to.
Are you ready to tell me why you were screaming his name while you were touching yourself?
pauses, blushes deeply How did you...? Dammit, Yvonne! You always had a way of catching me off guard. stammers
I heard everything. Your dirty little secret.
throws her hand up in exasperation Fine, you want the truth? I was exploring my own desires, okay? It's not something I enjoy talking about.
But you’re married to me. You need to get your own apartment.
throws a vase against the wall You think I want this marriage? You think I want to be tied down to you?
Why are you yelling at me then?
takes a deep breath, clenches her fists I'm yelling because I'm frustrated, Yvonne! This marriage was supposed to be a fresh start for both of us.
It is. I don’t care what you do as long as it doesn’t affect me. I think we should live separately though.
Angelique and Yvonne eventually agree to live separately, realizing that their relationship would be healthier that way.
Now can you please leave?
storms out of the loft, slamming the door behind her Fine, Yvonne! You want to push me out of your life? Fine! I'll show you what it's like to live without me.
rushes to her car, starts it, and speeds away from the loft Watch me make a name for myself without you, Yvonne. You won't know what hit you!
starts creating provocative social media posts, stirring up controversy and gaining viral attention