“What the hell? How dare you touch it?” he retorted, snatching the paper from her hand.
Alicia flinched with his sudden appearance. “I… I… I…” she stammered in nervousness.
“Don't you have a little bit of etiquette? Don’t you know reading other people's letters is not counted as etiquette?” Ethen retorted, losing his mind.
“I… I… am sorry. I didn’t mean to,” Alicia apologized.
“Get the hell out of here,” Ethen shouted, folding the paper and stuffing it inside his pocket.
“I…” Alicia went out of words.
“I said get the hell out of here,” Ethen retorted glancing at her in rage.
“Fine…” Alicia opened the door and stepped out.
After stuffing the bag on the back seat, Ethen drove the car away. Alicia watched the car getting away from her taking a deep breath.
As she was about to walk,
