DYLAN'S POV:
I just needed to get all my anger out. My friends let me. They wanted to drive me home but I refused because I could still drive on my own.
I left the bar. No matter how hard my friends tried to drive me home—I refused. I drove home until I reached my house in a few moments. I parked the car and immediately went up the stairs.
I entered our room slowly. I didn't know that I made a noise and I saw Lara woke up— she got up and asked me if I had eaten.
Suddenly my vision went dark—seriously she's acting as a wife material? No way! I grabbed her neck— I was going to strangle her because of my anger.
"Dylan please I'm hurt," was all she could plead with me, but I turned a deaf ear.
I poured all my anger on her. She's a woman and I shouldn't trust her. She's just like Mommy an
