"Anastasia." When I heard his cold voice, my heart stopped beating for at least a second.
I was trying to sneak into the house without making a noise. I saw my husband's car in the basement parking lot. He was supposed to come back tomorrow. What the hell is he doing here!?
"Huh? Amore," In a low voice, I said as I still froze in the same spot. I was scared… I was very scared.
"Turn on the lights so I can see my wife whom I haven't seen in five days." Oh, no. This can't be happening. He is going to be even more angry than he already is at me. How do I get out of this situation?
"Uh, why don't I go upstairs and take a quick shower and,"
"Anastasia, turn on the light." He calmly said.
My tears were already falling down. I walked up to the wall to turn on the light. When the light
