Her words squeeze my heart, they press down on it making it hard for me to breath. A joke? When did I ever joke with her?

" What are yóu talking about Elena? I don't think we are on the same page here." I ask, keeping my voice down to not piss her more than she already is.

" Of Course we are not on the same page. You lied to me about your relationship and I see you also lied about your identity seeing you here." She snaps and I wince from the intensity of her anger.

" I can explain, Elena, please give me a chance." I beg...