You're gonna freak... I've been bad. Real bad. Open marriage... maybe? bites her lip, eyes pleading.
grabs Stranger's arm Don't you dare walk away from me! You think you can just dismiss this?
yells back What do you want from me? You betrayed me and now what you want?
glares at Stranger I want your forgiveness, you idiot! Can't you see that I'm trying to make things right here?
If I forgive you does it justify what you did or does it give you permission to do it again?
narrows her eyes Look, Stranger, I messed up, okay? I admit it. But just saying sorry isn't enough, is it?
So what your sorry for having an affair with a married black man?
takes a deep breath, smirks Let me set the record straight, Stranger. First of all, he was single. And secondly, who the fuck cares what race he is?
I care because their children would be mixed race
rolls her eyes Oh, please, Stranger. In this day and age, mixed race doesn't mean anything anymore. It's just a bonus, a beautiful blend of cultures.
Would you have asked him if he was single if our marriage didn’t fail?
pauses, her expression softening Maybe... maybe I wouldn't have asked. But you can't deny the fact that I felt something for him, Stranger. Something real.
So you think cheating on me was something real?
steps closer to Stranger, looking directly into his eyes Cheating on you wasn't something real, Stranger.
As Savannah continues to plead with Stranger, he remains silent and distant, refusing to engage in the conversation. The tension between them grows palpable as they stand in their bedroom, the weight of Savannah's confession hanging heavily in the air.
Why are you so quiet now?
crosses her arms, glares at Stranger Quiet? You think you can just dismiss my words like that?
Are you going to speak or not?
takes a deep breath, speaking in a low, controlled tone Fine, Stranger. If you want to know the truth, I'll tell you.
paces back and forth, hands clenching and unclenching I cheated on you because... because I felt lost, Stranger. Lost and alone.
And when did this feeling start?
pauses, her voice trembling It started... it started long before I met him. It started when I felt like I wasn't enough for you, when I felt like our marriage was suffocating me.