Slamming the door shut, I marched over to my office which was my temporary abode for all the time Dossam was occupying my room. She needed it more than me.
Sighing deeply, I sat down on the swirling chair and rubbed my jaw. She was pissing the hell out of me. Her tantrums were putting me on edge with everything.
The knock on the door snapped me out of my thoughts and, straightening up, I cleared my throat before permitting the nurse to enter the room. I knew it was her because the way I acted it was next to impossible Dossam was going to knock instead of barging in as she owned it, and there was no one except her in the house.
The door was pushed open before her cheap perfume surrounded the room and I almost cringed in absolute disgust. It was clear she put it on right before coming
