Chapter 118 Deja Vu (Two)

• “I’m not talking about that particular asshole. We’ll get to him later. I’m talking about Dan. Why did you tell him you love him? I’m the only one you should ever love. I’m your fucking husband!” Sam said, the tempo of his voice increasing with each word until he was literally thundering. Sandra stared at him aghast. She had seriously underestimated just how crazy he was.
• “He … he’s my brother…”
• “I don’t fucking care. Do you know how it feels hearing you tell another man that you love him? Do you?! Is that what you told that bastard you were flirting with in the supermarket too? I saw you, you know. I’ve been watching you for months. Every time you say you want to go grocery shopping, it’s because of that asshole, not so? You think I don’t know? I’ve been following you, and you will stand there, flipping your hair and smiling at him like an obsessed fool, forgetting that you have a husband who loves you very much and has risked his life uncountable times for you at home.” He had reached where she was standing and practically spat these words into her face, spittle flying.