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It wasn't Adriano but me who thrashed all the things in our bedroom.

I threw his favourite vase on the wall, I threw the bed sheets on the floor, I threw the pillows on the floor.

I was burning with rage.

Everything that came across me, I broke it. Even Adriano's watches, his phone, the water jug and what not.

I trashed the wall with his favourite cologne bottles, then hear the sound of a wooden door.

Wooden door in the wall?

I was shocked. Before I could go near to inspect more I heard Adriano's footsteps rushing into the room. I quickly moved away from the hidden door.

Adriano came running into the room after hearing the loud noise.

He rushed to me directly

"Where is the damage?" He asked.

"Yes, I broke all of these things-" I spoke.

"I am asking about you. Are you hurt or are you fine?" My eyes filled with tears.

His voice is full with concern.

I wanted to cry but then I remembered what a manipulative ass he is.

I don't even trust him anymore, whether he is genuinely concerned or