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arturo
"What the fuck!" I shouted.
My blood was boiling. I could barely contain my anger, just watching how her husband left her alone like that. I watched her run away, crying, and I could feel my heart explode just seeing her upset.
She didn't deserve this shit.
She didn't deserve a man who treated her like this...
I could see that she was unhappy just by looking at her, and I couldn't just turn a blind eye to it. If her husband was acting like this with her publicly...
Then only God knew how he was treating her behind closed doors.
"This shit's making my blood fucking boil!" I seethed, feeling heat roar to my ears.
"Chill out g!" Riccardo pleaded. "Don't make a scene here in front of everybody."
I balled my hands into fists, rattling them angrily.