87: I can't wait for Dana to die!

Demian

Her impatient gaze made me nervous, but I didn't have the energy to continue the argument. Rachel had a cold and calculating look, and it was beginning to scare me. Intrusive thoughts invaded my mind. Again, I had the feeling that I had made a mistake marrying her.

I entered the hall to fake a smile in front of the guests. I turned my head and saw the shattered glass cups on the floor. I automatically thought of her. I thought of Dana and her embarrassed face. My heart clenched, and I had an urgent desire to go find her.

My mind kept me in the hall, but my heart went with her. My pulse asked for Dana. My hands pleaded to touch her again. My body cried out feeling her absence, but she left with someone else. And I married Rachel.

I looked toward the entrance of the hall and saw Rachel walking toward me. I thought we were going to have another argument, but she flashed a smile. I frowned.

What was she scheming?

Rachel hugged me and pretended that nothing had happened. But th