"What the actual fuck, Jelenna?" Kyle grabbed her wrist before she could strike for the second time.
Cassidy touched her now throbbing cheek, looking at the woman's stormy blue eyes with a shocked expression. Her other arm, still holding the cushion close to her body, started trembling. Faster than she knew, her whole body was shaking.
Jelenna, the tall and beautiful woman in front of her, turned to look at him with her face already wet by the tears. She was obviously older than them, probably around ten years or so. Her upper lip lifted, showing her white pearls pretty clearly, as she got ready to shout at him.
"What the actual fuck, Kyle!" She repeated, offended. "I should be the asking that, not you! Who the fuck is she?"
Kyle flinched back, his eyebrows up, looking at her in disbelief.
"W—What?" He stuttered.
"How could you?! How could you cheat on me just like that?!" She screamed, snatching away Kyle's hand.