Touche

What a low blow, even for you.
So mad I could spit nails.
And I was so so so happy this morning.
How dare you, how DARE you step into the middle of that.
I suppose this means all's fair in love and war.  This is going to be a little of both.

I won't do anything "silly," darling.  But I won't forget this either, and if you are allowed to actively stop people from talking to me then I'm going to do the same.

Touche.