with your so-called best friend? Why
she had kept inside for far too long. Her eyes were sharp, locked onto her husban
ut a long sigh. "Isabella, please don't be childish. Naura is a fragile wom
To Arvino, this was just a simple justification
d, yet remained firm. "I'm your wife. And yet you
has been my best friend since we were kids. You know
ending the night at her house?!" I
nd, but his phone rang. He glanc
o, Na
ying to contain the explosio
ay over again tonight?" Naura's voice was soft and trembling
er. "Naura again?" sh
er and shooting her a glare, silently telling her
to her place again?!" she ye
he call and turned to Isabella. "Yes. I'm going.
idding, right? You'd rather sleep at anoth
being ridiculous. Stop b
m your wife, Arvino! I'm alone in this house too. Don't you think
rvino snapped. He stormed over to the key r
ed his arm. "If you walk out that do
nsed. He slowly turned to her.
e fool who'll sit quietly while her husband sle
old, quiet home. Arvino clenched
think I'm sleeping with N
? Why are you always with her? Why do you defend her like your lif
away. "Because
her chest tight with pain. "And w
ming it behind him. Moments later, the sound of
floor. Tears poured down
s like this, Arvin
and hugged it tightly, her ga
-
uck one in the morning. The house f
he night breeze. She stared up at the overcast sky, hoping she'd hear
ng there, Arvino?" she murmured, barely audibl
lways playing the sweet girl in front of her husband. Arvino, always p
nched. Her br
ting me like this, Arvino
ection of her own tired face-the face of a wi
ok off her wedding ring and
." Isabella's voice was steady now, "...then I'll b