Stacey glared at him. She really didn't need this right now. "I really don't need this right now, Sam," she echoed her thoughts. "If you trusted me, it wouldn't matter to you that Ethan lived in the building. But you clearly don't. And if you don't trust me, I kind of have to question how much you even love me because how in Hell are you supposed to love someone who you can't trust?!"
Angry tears were streaming down her face as she stood up to get away from him. "Maybe that's why you don't even want to talk about a future with me!" she accused.