Angie could not understand married dynamics. Her own parents' marriage was a clusterfuck of mixed emotions, not to mention they had been vampires. They hadn't been faithful to one another and frankly it had taken her too long to realize just what a toxic situation it had been. She was thankful to them, for saving her and raising her as their own for seventeen years, but that was about as much as she could stand.

"For what it's worth," Angie tilted her head up toward him curiously. "I think you're better than that." Shifting the books in her hands, Angie wasn't sure what had happened in his life to lead him to this point, but she thought the whole thing rather petty. She couldn't pretend to know what kind of passive-aggressive bullshit was happening in between him and his wife, but it sounded like a mess.