Gerald and Harry had gotten back from the gym that afternoon. He was awaiting the sweet smile of that he always got to experience whenever he walked back into the apartment. If this was how been married felt it wasn’t so bad. The joy he experienced when ever he was sure to return to her arms was indescribable. It was pure, it was calm and the love he felt for her was intoxicating. He knew it was selfish wanting her all around him at all times. It was dangerous for both of them, for their careers. He was well aware.
“Andrea” Gerald called out as he knocked at her cave. There was still no response.
Harry was leaving the house and Gerald had replied and acknowledged his exit without leaving Andrea’s door.
She might have stepped out to get his drug refill or groceries, but why would she
