As I got closer to her she spat out, "You bastard." Her words were venomous.

I didn't know what to say or do. So I went for the old standby. I apologized.

"Sorry? What are you sorry for? Do you even know?" Her tone was scathing.

She had me there. I didn't know. Sorry for hurting her I guess.

"Why are you dating me, if that's what you're coming home to? How am I supposed to compete with that? What are you some kind of sick bastard just teasing me?" She had retreated even further from me, and was huddled in the corner.

"Beth, I really am sorry. This happened...