Arabella

You open her phone to see text messages with another person. The messages aren’t inherently explicit in nature but you can tell there are implications to something more… intimate. You don’t know how to prove it but you have a strong feeling this could be something more. See I told you there’s nothing in there. You never believe me anymore. I told you I’ve changed. Can I have my phone back now? she waits irritated. Tapping her foot.