*Cat*
“I’ll be home late.”
The moment I received that call from Elio, I knew exactly what bullshit he was trying to pull. I had tried to give him the benefit of the doubt at first, asking him why and giving him a chance to explain but of fucking course, he avoided all of my questions like it was a game of dodgeball.
Elio never worked late. He said he wanted to spend as much time at home with me and Emilia as possible, so he always made sure to leave work on time. Except in emergencies like when MS13 attacked or kidnapped somebody, he always came home to play with Emilia and have dinner with me.
But not this time.
I fumed silently, throwing my phone away as I focused on taking care of Emilia, alone. I fed Emilia and then ate dinner, alone. I spent hours putting Emilia to bed, alone.
