"I AM NOT WITH ANYONE BUT YOU." Oliver was becoming more frustrated. "Listen to you. You really think I'd lie to after everything? That I would do that to you?!" He hadn't been expecting her fist to come at him, so she connected to his jaw. He rubbed it and muttered to himself. He'd find out what was going on for himself. "I'll talk to you later." His voice was steely, there was hurt and betrayal permeating from his voice. He thought he knew him better than this, but he was a fool to think anyone would reason see him as more than what he used to be.