36: Did he touch you?

A V E L I N A

"Lorenzo, I'm sorry. I thought he was telling the truth–"

"Are you really that naive or are you pretending to be? How many times have I told you to never trust him? How many times have I warned you that he would turn on you the moment he'd get the chance?"

"But-"

"Shut up." He said, and left the dining room.

"Lorenzo, please, where are you going?" I shouted.

"Leave me the fuck alone. You've done enough!" He yelled. I followed him and saw him going towards his office.

I stopped him by placing my hand on his chest. He roughly removed my hand and pushed me aside. I didn't move.

"Move." He commanded.

"Not until you talk to me."

"You want me to talk? Fine. You want to know why I'm upset? Do you want to know why I'm pissed off, huh?"

"Lorenzo, I already apologized. What more do you want?"

"Do you remember the promise you made? The one where you promised to be a good wife? The one where you promised to make my life easier? Where is it? Why am I still getting problems?"

"Lorenz