Cold Hand

As Gerald quietly walked into his empty house, a scowl formed on his face. He was still hurting from everything and asked Victoria to leave the house for a moment while he came by to pack a few of his things. He couldn't stand to see her yet.

As he walked into their bedroom a sudden knock on the door startled him. Who could that be? Better not be Victoria?

He opens the door and sees the last person he expected. “What are you doing here, Mildred?"

“I came to speak to your wife," Mildred answered and sauntered her way into the house.

“She is not home at the moment." He looks at her, still in disbelief. “How come you know where I live?"

“Nelson has been here before." She simply answered, a smirk on her face.

Gerald frowns. Did she bring Nelson here? Did they have sex in his own house?

“So does your wife's absence means your marriage is over?" Mildred asks.

Gerald sighs deeply. “I still have a lot to process on that."

“Well, I and Nelson made up and it made me realize I