22. Rage
Adriano Di Lauro
As soon as the car parks, I rush towards house's entrance without even waiting for security protocol.
My instinct tells me that her attitude is related to that idiot's arrival and if she doesn't tell me, it's because she's hiding something.
I hear a noise behind me and I turn on my feet to find my wife whiter than a sheet of paper.
I see the damn phone on the floor and I rush to pick it up. So, I come across an open chat full of messages.
As I read on, rage grows until it becom