Finale

  Rodriguez noticed his wife staring at him and decided to scold her for not helping.

"You know honey, you always insist on doing everything but today, you don't seem to want to help. Are you alright?"

She was stunned.

"I'm alright. I just don't see the need to go with them. We can go on our own."

"Nonsense. You hardly relate with anyone, I'm doing this for you."

"Are you sure or is it something else?" She spilled before she could think straight.

"Ok. What's wrong?" Rodriguez demanded, getting closer to her.

She could barely breathe seeing him so close to her. Her self defense instinct went haywire.

She almost compulsively took out the knife she has hidden on her to protect herself.

She hadn't slept last night, not with the fear that he would kill someone and when she did, the terrible nightmares interfered.

"Maybe you shouldn't go." Rodriguez put in.

"I'm going!" She almost yelled.

She had to keep a w