His Untouchable Super Wife
Mary was in the process of stepping down from the bed.
The atmosphere between a couple — one who recently lost their child, should be suffocating with painful melancholy. Still, it was suffocating but due to excess hate emanating bountifully out of their soul.
A single, loathsome goal bound them together — not that shit tagged love.
“Your existence matters shit to me, bitch.” Tony stood by the shut door.
His hands were tucked causally into his pocket, and his lips twisted into an upset frown. The past hours of the previous day, and this morning, were tortuous — his mind repetitively pondered on Tessa.
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