CHAPTER 25: STRESSED, SEEKING BOTTLE COMFORT

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  "Arghh!" I screamed as a plate flew in my direction, but I was fast to duck. "What is wrong with you, Blake? You're going to hurt…Arghh!" I dodged the glass filled with water. Barely.   "You know that guy, don't you?! It's all your plan. You, him and Ellen, is it not?" He raged.   I could swear I saw tears lurk around his eyes. Unshed but there. I had served him his food few minutes ago. I went to clean the kitchen when I heard things shattering to pieces.   I knew it was one of his tantrums again. It had gotten worse ever since Carlos came into the picture. It's been two weeks since that incident in the kitchen. I had made sure to avoid Ellen for fear of seeing Carlos with her.   What plan was he even talking about? I heaved a sigh. He was blaming me too. In his anger, he thought I

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