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RONALD'S POV

My chest tightened as the image I saw resurfaced in my mind again. I checked my phone, waiting for her call.I had called her several times but she didn't pick up.

As I drove from the airport to the house,the muscles in my jaw kept twitching,my knuckles were white as I held the wheel firmly. My heart beat with anger as I got home, several thoughts swirling in my mind like a wind,one of the thoughts broke me more, “ What if she admits it?”

It infuriates me more that she ignored my calls. Is she with the jerk right now? My palm gripped the knob and the door opened, revealing a quiet and dim light. Isn't she at home yet?

“Emily!" I called out, expecting an answer but got none then I went to the kitchen to see her drinking.