I sat rigidly on our bed, seething as I awaited my girlfriend's emergence from the bathroom. The memory of her brazen flirtation with the waiter still burned within me.

"Explain yourself" I demanded, my voice firm and unyielding.

"What are you insinuating, amour?" she replied, feigning innocence.

"Don't pretend ignorance. I witnessed your shameless flirtation" I accused, crossing my arms. "Provide a satisfactory explanation, or face the consequences."