". "How soon was it, anyways?" "What?" I know what shes asking, and I attempt to stall. "That you fucked him. How soon was it after we broke up?" Her eyes narrow. "Or were we still together?" she scowls through gritted teeth. "Does it matter?" "Yes." "Right after." "I hope it was worth it," she snarls. I look her in the eye. "It was."