Aimee's POV
Clyver successfully parks the car in our garage. He fetches me up from Janine's condo. The drive from there to our house was filled with silence and heavy breathing. None of us talked. It was the longest ride I had with him even he was driving the car at 100kph.
"We're here," he announces.
'Obviously.' I wanted to say.
I am aware he only wants to break the ice between us two and climb the wall that I built before facing him today. I am still mad that he did not try to see me for the past three days. He did contact me but what I want is for him to go home and when he realizes I'm not in our house, he will search for me. He was not even aware that I am not in our house! What kind of husband can deal with not seeing his wife? Texts and calls are not enough. We are not f*ckin
