42. Heaven
An animalistic growl escapes my lips as soon as I lay my eyes on my wife. And for a moment, even she looks surprised by the sound I have made. "Who did this to you?" I eliminate the distance between us in three long strides and my hands find their way to her face, cupping it. My finger graze over the bruise next to her lips. "I was training and this girl I was fighting went feral. Took out the frustration of her break up on me." She shrugs, not fazed by it. As always. "She deserves to be in jail. Whatever the reason." My voice is low and threatening. I want whoever that woman is to suffer. "She would be in jail if I wanted her to be." She pulls her face away from my hands and walks away, and I notice that she is walking funny. "She is banned from the gym. That's enough." "How many pun
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