ANASTASIA FERRARI
"What are you doing here?" He asks, sounding quite irritated.
"Is this how you greet your wife lately?"
"Ana, I have work, so what brings you here?" I rolled my eyes and sat down on the couch in his office. The way he tries to push me away hurts me, but I won't be vulnerable right now.
"Can I not come here to see my husband? Anyway, I figured you didn't eat so I brought you some lunch-your favorite,"
"Oh," Oh? Is that all he has to say?
"Are you angry that I decided to go back to work?"
"That's the thing, Ana. You always decide on your own. Yesterday I had a full day with you, yet you did not say anything, why?"
"I didn't think that it would be a problem, Maurizio,"
"Well, it is. You should have spoken to me first and I would decide if it's okay or not!" I
