“That’s not his fucking wife, you idiots. I’m his legal wife and I know that he is not dead, my Nathan is not dead, you idiot!!!” I yelled at the screen, talking to them through the television screen as if they could hear me. I grabbed a cuddle pillow from the couch and threw it right at the television screen, it would have fallen down and broken into a million pieces if Miguel wasn’t standing a few feet away. He caught it just before it could lose its balance, setting it back as it was before my pillow hit it. I wanted to say thank you, really want to, but I’m too tired to think about what is right and what is not, I’m too pissed to care about anyone’s feeling but myself, I’m too hurt to care about anything else.
How could everyone be so blind and stupid?