"Damn it woman, really?! This is nonsense!"
"Doug—"
"What does she have that I don't?!"
"She's a woman. I've explained—"
"You loved me once! You did."
"And then you started drinking and..." she ended her statement with a sigh, brushing a tear from her left cheek. "And Mal—"
"Oh quit it with that! Mal this, Mal that, it makes my ears bleed." He huffed and rubbed the stubble on his chin, acorn brown like the mess on his head. He couldn't remember the last time he shaved, like how he couldn't remember what he had eaten the previous night.
"She was important to me," the teary eyed woman spoke with a cracked voice. "For twenty good and long years."
"Like how Audrey is important to you?" he snapped.
"It was love."
"It was love," he repeated sternly, towering over her. "Was. And now look what it is. Flowers and a tombstone." Evie stared into her husband's raging eyes as if she was maintaining eye contact with a bull ready to charge at any second. Oh the things wanted to say to him. Oh the things she had said to him, but bruises and a healing rib warned her against mouthing off.
With a tug of his sleeve, the man marched towards the open door, the one which he hadn't slammed shut. Evie kept her murderous gaze on her husband as he drifted away.
"I want dinner on the table in an hour," he ordered without turning around. "And if Audrey stays around you for too much longer, I'm sure she'll end up just like the last."
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I don't hate you
Hayran Kurgu"Good GOD it reeks in here! You'd expect a princess to have SOME class!" "Says the girl trying to get some in my bathroom." Audrey x Evie one shot. Starts with a fast paced dialogue between the girls but shifts to a dramatic plot line.
