She knew she shouldn’t be jealous, you were not even her partner, no. You two were just sleeping with each other, nothing else. But as she saw you being with that other woman, something inside her snapped, the way your arms wrapped around her, the way you looked at her.

She wanted you too look at her that way, touch her the way you touched that other woman. Who even was that other woman anyway?

It was late, you two were laying in her bed. She wanted you to ask about this woman tonight, she wanted to find out who she is.

She scoffed as you gave her no answer, rolling on top of your back and sitting on it. She wanted answers!

"Who is she?" She asked again.