I took a sip of my water and tapped my fingernails into the table at Mimi’s Cafe in Henderson. As I tried not to fidget in my seat and look at my watch for the hundredth time, my thoughts drifted back to my tumultuous relationship with Liz. We’d always been good friends, and our daily workouts were integral in my weight loss and becoming more fit. However, when our friendship turned sexual, she acted very possessive, espe...