9

Klara

The day has finally come for Khloe to see Hugo again. We were at a coffee shop waiting for him.

He came but Finn came after him, they were so close that I'm surprised they aren't brothers or lovers.

They sit down and wait for someone to break the silence.

Khloe and Hugo were looking at each other, Khloe was almost pulling the hair out of Hugos head and Hugo was failing trying not to meet her gaze.

"Now you decided to for me after 3 years..." Hugo said visibly annoyed, he was trying hard not to look annoyed, he didn't want to make a bad impression in front of me or Finn.

"Hey, you've got the nerve to demand attention after leaving nothing more than a fucking letter! I should have a reaction like that, not you!"

The tension between them was growing and Finn and I struggled to resolve it. We weren't succeeding, our attempts were futile, they were adamant, they were so caught up in the argument that it was hard to even try to get them to calm down.

It was strange to me that Finn seemed to calm Khloe down. Better than I could. I didn't want to but I couldn't help but realize the tension between Finn and my wife.

Could it have been something between the two of them? I thought as I also remembered Khloe moaning Finn's name while I was having sex with her.

I was jealous, they seemed too close, so close that I was beginning to think they were having an affair.

Finn manages to calm her down and Khloe nervously decides to leave. She got up and I had to calm her down, I was her wife, it was my duty even though she often didn't fulfill hers.

Sometimes I felt that I was the only one involved and during sex I did all the work and sometimes I even realized when she pretended she had had an orgasm, to get us to finish faster.

I go after her and the first thing I hear from her is.

"God, the nerve, the nerve of that man!"

"Honey, try to calm down."

"How can I calm down? Can't you see how he is?"

"Yes, but you have to realize he has his own problems, he probably has a lot on his mind."

"A lot of whores!" She yelled angrily, people on the street were surprised to hear such a conversation and I didn't know what to do.

"Don't you want to go home? People can hear us and I don't think it's okay to make a ruckus in front of a cafe.

She calms down a bit and agrees to go home. I get in the car and start it.

The first 3 minutes of the drive were quiet but the rest were tense.

Suddenly she breaks the silence.

"By the way, why didn't you confront him, why didn't you stand up for me? What kind of wife are you? Sometimes I regret marrying you."

I was getting angry, I couldn't understand how she could have so much nerve, I always stood by her side and she dares to talk to me like that.

"You know what, if you're not happy with me, let's get a divorce and you can go to Finn!"

"Why would I go to Finn?"

"Do you think I'm stupid for not noticing the looks you're giving each other?"

Before she can say anything out of inattentiveness, a truck plows into our car.

I don't see anything.

I hear nothing.

I close my eyes, hoping help will come.