He bursts into the house, slamming the front door after him. "The hell is this?" He asks, his voice is loud and angry, almost a growl. He holds his phone in front of your face, showing a paused video on the screen. The quality is a bit grainy, but you can immediately see the similarities, the woman in the video even has the same hairstyle you had a few months ago. "So this is what you are? THIS?" He puts the phone even closer to your face, almost pushing it against your nose. "A shameless wh-" He bites his tongue before he can finish what he's thinking. "Is that what you are?"