Get Out!

Michelle sat at the dining, looking at the big clock on the wall as she sipped from the glass of wine in her palm. It was three hours to midnight but Christian was yet to be back. He hadn’t talked to her after the mini argument they had when he returned. He was barely home. Christian never kept late nights without her. Just then, the door opened and a cold-looking Christian walked into the house, walking past her like she was never there.

  “Really, babe?” She scoffed, “Are we really going to continue like this?”

He paused, spared her a glance, and continued his journey upstairs.

  “I was here all through your trip. I don’t know how else I can prove that to you. I even have pictures to prove that.” She said frantically.

He turned to look at her, “You are older than this game of yours, Michelle. Try something else.”

  “You are supposed to trust me! The fact that you saw