“I can’t take this anymore,” Diana said. “I can’t survive like this as long as you continue to feed me all of your lies. Have you no shame?”
“Oh my God, Diana,” Bill said. “Don’t have a conniption fit, for crissake. Okay, I didn’t tell you that I had lunch with Susan at the inn, but it was just a business lunch between two work colleagues. No big deal.”
“You don’t get it, Bill,” Diana said. “A friend of mine saw the two of you at the inn together and she said it didn’t look like you were just talking about business. Besides, it’s not that you had lunch with a colleague who is a woman that bothers me. It’s that you lied about it when I asked you how your day was. Why would you lie about it if it was so innocent?”
“I hate when you act this way, Diana,” Bill said. “It was just a business lunch with a female associate. I didn’t tell you about it because I knew this would be how you’d react. You need to let it go.”
“Oh, so you expect me to exonerate you for lying to me?” Diana said. “Maybe I would if this was the first time. But it’s not, Bill. You’re a very bad liar and I always find out the truth. You lie to me all the time and I’m sick of it.”
“It’s your fault that I lie to you, Diana,” Bill said. “You always try to box me in with your jealousy. I’m just trying to avoid having another contentious argument with you over nothing.”
“So it’s my fault that you are a shameless liar, is that it?” Diana said incredulously. “Well, that’s the last straw. Feel free to go to lunch with Susan or do whatever it is that you want to do. No more secrets. No more lies. No more contentious arguments. I’m leaving you.”
Written for these daily prompts: Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (survive), The Daily Spur (feed), Ragtag Daily Prompt (lies), Word of the Day Challenge (conniption), Your Daily Word Prompt (exonerate), and Jibber Jabber (box).