[3rd Person’s POV]
Seven in the evening when Thorne came home from work. To him, the past hours felt like eternity. He's accustomed to seeing Randy every second of the day. But today, it’s unusual. With a huge smile on his face, feeling elated and excited to see Randy and his kid.
The moment he twisted the doorknob open and he entered the mansion, the smile on Thorne’s lips faded in an instant. A loud chattering and big laughter resonated from the kitchen. Thorne, carefully closed the door. He could hear his heartbeat through his very own ears.
A line etched on his forehead, paying close attention to his wife and a man’s voice that he was talking with. Thorne’s blood boiled in rage. Hearing his wife laughing with another man was something that Thorne loathed. Randy is his solely. No o
