-Enzo-
This day has turned to absolute s**t. I exhale loudly as I look at my new father-in-law. “You should have told me it was this bad. I’ll try to get her home, but she loves you. She wants to take care of you.”
“She shouldn’t be around waiting for me to die,” he says with a cough. “She was there when her mother died. I won’t have her here with me.”
I sigh and nod. I don’t agree with him, but it’s not my place to get involved. I leave the room and go toward the stairs, but I freeze when I see my wife wrapped in that f*****g asshole’s arms.
I know they were together. She’s barely mine, in legality only really, but jealousy burns inside like a fire consuming a forest. She is mine, and she’s in that fuckers arms.
Worse, he’s holding her shaking body, cradling her head gently
