Keila Forger's Point of View
It was almost midnight when Caspian came back home. He was alone when he opened the door that creaked a little from his strength.
"Where have you been?" I asked after he entered the dimly lit house.
"You're still awake," he said, ignoring my query.
I followed him as he walked straight to our supposed to be bedroom together.
"Is there something you want to rant about?"
"Vanessa and I talked. Isn't it about time you clarify to me what your relationship is with her?"
He sighed. I bet he's frustrated. From the way he ran his hand to his hair, sighing and thinking what are the best words to describe his affair, I can tell that he's struggling.
"She's my ex-wife."
"Ex-wife?"
My eyes almost fell out when he said that Vanessa was his wife before. Does it
