DANTE
An apology sits on the tip of my tongue, but I swallow it down. I don’t need to apologize to anyone, not even her.
After locking Serena back in our bedroom, I head downstairs to the gym in the basement. I need to let off some steam, and since I can’t do that with my future wife, I have to let the punching bag take my wrath.
I lose track of time at the gym. All I know is that when I’m done, I’m soaked in sweat, and my knuckles hurt. I unwrap my hands and realize they are swollen too. s**t.
I take a quick shower, in the bathroom attached to the gym, and get dressed into an extra change of clothes I keep down here.
Unlocking my phone, I check the video surveillance from the bedroom. The feed pulls up, showing me my bedroom. Serena is on the bed, wearing the same clothes from this m
