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Isabella 34.

The drive home was painfully silent and grim. Damien did not utter a word to me as he glared angrily ahead while he drove. He drove recklessly and broke several traffic regulations even over taking cars he was too impatient to wait behind.

I hastily fastened my seatbelt and held on to the handle by the ceiling close to the door window. While I put absolute trust in his driving skills I was not putting anything to chance. Damien angry driving was terrifying.

He got out of the car without a word and walked over to the passenger to open the door for me. Even while mad, he was still kind and courteous. I got down meekly from the vehicle and followed him inside the house. He did not say a word as he headed for the stairs.

I was kind of surprised that he was upset because despite my feelings for him, this marriage was still a fake one. I sighed as I went to the kitchen to see the big white box of food. I had worked up an appetite after the whole sordid