She lowered her eyes while she fiddled with the edge of the bed sheet which was wrapped around her. " It mean it. I'm not breaking up with you."

"Then what the f*ck do you call it then?!"

She heavily sighed. "A breather...that's what I call it," she said in a calm voice.

He cursed furiously again and this time she had it. She arose from the sofa and faced him.

"Will you stop cursing?! Why do you have such an extreme reaction when I make demands?! I am never like that when you give me punishments which sometimes aren't necessary! You always get jealous and that's is annoying! If...