“I do, but not every fucking day or night until I can’t stand straight.” She shouts back seeming fed up with his attempt to reverse the blame to her. I can sense her own anger creeping into my thoughts as wave after wave of every fight argument or negative experience she had with the man rushed through my mind before cutting short as the rage forced its way back into my mind. It is the most intense wave of emotions I ever sensed from her increasing my own furry at the thought of her being upset.“Whatever man, you just be trying to play the fuck out of me you want to leave good get your shit and leave. Oh, and don’t fucking come back either, your ass bet not try to come back to my fucking house for shit I’m throwing all your shit in the garbage today.” He threatens. I was seeing red how dare he threaten her after everything he’s done to her.“Fine, there is nothing important in your house anyway, all you have is my old furniture and clothes I don’t even wear anymore. And Your stuff wi