Chapter 36

- POV Karen Miller

“Good evening, Karen” I jump up and go back. “Do you want me to come to you?”

Anthony was in the kitchen, I controlled my breathing, at least I tried, and I entered the kitchen. He is sitting on one of the benches next to the bench. His torso is this sample, wearing just a pair of dress pants.

“I know I’m late” I approach him. “And you’re mad at me.”

I stand in front of you, with only the bench separating us, my protection zone. Before I looked at the cup in her big hands, but now her attention was on me, as always, her gaze was unreadable.

“Yes, I am” I hear some cracks, I look around, and I go back to him, I open my mouth a little, the cup in his hands, he was breaking it.

“Anthony, you're going to hurt yourself” I came out from behind the counter and took his hands.

“It’s either