My head buzzed as I stared at the scene, my fist clenched, my breath caught, my heart raced with fury. Never in my dream did I expect such.
The image on the large LCD was already terrible, but witnessing it live at this time left me stumped.
From the doorway to the bed was a mess. "Phina," I shouted at the top of my voice while I gasped for breath. My body trembled with rage.
She glanced back and the next she was out of Oswald's arms while she struggled to gather the remnant of her clothes pooling around her waist.
"Wait! Was I just cuckolded?
My fiancée was actually in another man's… no… her brother-in-law's arms just a few hours before our wedding.
I felt my heart split in two. It was painful… excruciatingly painful.
I stared at her, watching her dive into the bed, pulling the duvet over her head, her body trembling under the duvet… I had only one desire.
Strangle her to death.
