Marco stood motionless in the bathroom, with a handsome face, staring at the mirror in front of him, motionless, and the image of an angry man appeared, with all his eyes...
"Damn it!!!"
The young man uttered a dirty word in anger, and blood flowed from his thick hands, before venting his emotions with his fist in the mirror again and again. . . But the young man did not show any expression of pain. . .
Still can't break half of my heart. . .
For God's sake, why did that b***h refuse what he gave her? She knew there were hundreds of women who wanted to replace her in his bed. . .
"Witches... I hate..."
The young man wanted to say "hate," but his mouth could not say it, for his heart did not want to say it now, and there were other words waiting to be told to her. . .
"But I need you
