“Your wife doesn’t love you,” said Gatsby. “She’s never loved you. She loves me.”
After 6 ½ chapters of slow progression to this moment, we finally reach the boiling point (fitting, since it is the hottest day of the year). Gatsby confronts Tom at last, claiming not only that Daisy would choose him, but that she never loved him in the first place.
Note the certainty and finality in the way he says this. He doesn’t even consider the fact that Daisy might not agree with everything he says. He probably played this scenario through his mind a million times the last 5 years, but never even imagined that anything could go wrong.
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