Episode 22

GALEN’S POV

“Galen.”

Olivia called out to me, as she broke down. I walked slowly. Putting my hands up in surrender, as my eyes connected to the assailant’s.

“Whatever is going on, we can talk about it.” I stated, slowly approaching him.

I could tell that he was a white man, medium build, a little shorter than me but with a perfect grip of the pistol in his hands. He kept it steadily aimed at my wife who was now and was close to losing her mind.

“You always think you can get away with ruining people’s lives.” He rumbles.

“I don't know what you're talking about!”

“THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!’’ His anger rose. “ Erything is falling apart because of you… because you cannot keep it in your pants!’’

My brows furrow as I step forward. He moves his foot instinctively backwards but his gun remains aimed at Olivia. My heart was beating at such a fast rate that I thought I would fall and die. I didn't want Olivia to get hurt. she was still nursing the injury of her previous gunshot wound while