After the weird confrontation, we went straight back to Kensington, and Allana's hands were balled in to fists of fury. It's a good thing that she had trimmed her nails the night before if she didn't, her hands would've been bleeding hours ago.
And I couldn't talk to Allana now because she is pretty angry, I mean, she just heard her 'sister' confess that she wanted to kill her because she was jealous?!
What?! Get rid of the threat?!
I could sense that Allana's heartrate is so fast, and she's stressing her heart in the process.
When we reached our room, Allana screamed.
" Hon, are you okay? " she said to me
" I-I.. "
" I'm sorry. " she said
I sighed.
" Hon, do you remember the time when I didn't tell you that I came back from Afghanistan? "
" Yes, why? "
" Were you this angry? "
" No. Yes. A little bit. Tini-bit. I was angry. But I think I forgot how angry I was when I had the concussion afterwards. "
" You gotta admit, you're temper is pretty scary."
" Yeah, I hear that a lot. But I have it under control. But just not today. "
" Did your anger subside now? "
" A little. And you could've told me that I scared you. It wouldn't hurt. "
" You might claw my eyes out. "
" Seriously, Harry?! Do you think I could do that? "
" Well, no. "
" See?! Just tell me. No holds barred. "
" Okay. "
" Okay, I gotta clean up, I need to clean up the wounds. "
I nodded.
Okay, I gotta admit, her temper episode is a little bit scary.
" Don't forget to breathe, remember your heart. " I said
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Turning Point (A Reaching Out Novel)
RomansaIt has been three months since the wedding, and Allana's announcement and the married life has been treating us quite fairly, in fact, it is amazing. Our life couldn't get even more perfect, but if it could, I wouldn't ask for more.
