Brief
We had been married for three years. I always love you but I didn't show it. I always cheated on you. I brought women at home every night to see your reaction, but you didn't show anything that make me even more want to test you. But I always hate it when the woman that I brought talk so low about you.
One night, I came back with a woman. I opened the door and walked inside, I saw you sitting on the couch watching TV. I smirked, I pulled the women close as I approached you. I looked down at you. I spoke, my voice is cold.
"Hey, woman. Don't you see we're coming? Get off."
