That shuts him up, and I would've been proud of what I said if I wasn't so damn angry. A million thoughts rush around in my head, and most of them are just confusing and contradict each other.

Yes, I care for Sterling. I thought he cared for me too. But then why would he have sex with Paula? And why am I going on a date with Vincent?

It's not a date! We're just friends.

And why shouldn't it be a date if Sterling and I aren't a real couple? We're only married on paper.

Because I guess a part of me hoped that it could become real. And...