"You homewrecker!" Josie shouted, her words slurred from drinking. "The man you're messing around with has got a wife, and you're still all over him? Fucking shameless!"
I quickly moved to Josie's side, trying to keep her steady. When she saw me, she gave a half-smile. "Astrid! You're here!"
Then, she turned back to Anya, still yelling. "Stupid! Both of you! What, you thought it was romantic to give him booze mouth-to-mouth? Can he not drink on his own?! Oh, right, maybe flirting with a married man is just your thing, huh?"
Anya stood there, drenched, leaning into Cedric, tears streaming down her face.
"Astrid, your friend's way out of line!" Cedric barked, his face red with anger. "Anya was just here with me to unwind after work, and she gets humiliated like this? You two better mind your own businesses!"
He was practically yelling at me now, like I was supposed to be the one apologizing, and I just stood there, feeling a strange sense of calm.
Josie, a bit tipsy, shouted, "To unwind? How is cheating unwinding now?! Astrid's your wife! I've got it all on video, and you still won't own up to it!"