The Betrayals
Let him talk
Tiffany looks silent for some time, staring at Dru with a fixed then he stares at his cellphone for a moment, his thoughts are fighting each other with his heart at this time, whether he should lift her or not at all.
Dru slowly turns around, letting Tiffany decide what she wants to decide, thinking she cannot force her will on the girl, because from the beginning he knew their marriage was not 💯% on Tiffany's wishes, but it was from the beginning on his own desires first.
The man moved away from Tiffany, decided to move towards the sofa chair, so he decided not to share a mattress with Tiffany, letting the girl get used to her presence first.
"sister"
And immediately Tiffany's voice again broke the situation between the sound of the phone that died and re-lit since then.
again Dru immediately turned his body while staring in the face of his wife.
Tiffany handed her cell phone slowly towards Dru who had been away from her, she let the man who raised his call.
"Speak"
Tiffany said as she stared into Dru's eyeballs for some time, the girl allowed the man standing at the end to pick up her call, try to understand the beauty and know yourself enough if he no longer belongs to the parents who have become Dru's whole. Although it is undeniable that his heart has not been open to the man in the slightest, but on completion he must learn to know himself if he is no longer a girl without a partner, but on his own, he cannot act arbitrarily and also he cannot be as good as his own heart to lift the call of men who are no longer part of him even though it is not denied if he still loves Sean was behind the heartache of the man's betrayal yesterday.
Dru who saw Tiffany talking and handed her cell phone to herself instantly silent for a moment, he stared at Tiffany for some time until finally he slowly moved closer to the beautiful girl.
"I don't regret if I lift it?"
The Netra they met for some time, staring at each other as if the netra kept each word in it.
Hearing Dru's question, Tiffany momentarily kept silent, letting herself continue to point the phone in her hand in front of Dru.
You can imagine how the room was feeling, when two human children a husband and wife whose hearts have not yet tied and adrift are still busy with various kinds of voices that ask each other.
"Isn't a husband entitled to do that?"
In the end, Tiffany gave a questionable answer, she looked at Dru's face and let the man's sturdy hand grab the phone in his hand slowly.
"I don't have the right to raise her without my husband's permission, do I?"
Tiffany asked back slowly.
Dru was silent, he was holding a cellphone that kept ringing since, I don't know how many times the call occurred, he said, It was as if on the other end the liaison had no shameless veins where he tried to contact someone's wife in the middle of a dark night.
"Hello..."
In the end Dru raised the call, letting out his baritone voice with a cold sensation as cold as a pool of ice blocks that had yet to melt in the sun.