Through out the whole drive at home, I was lost in my thoughts. All my thoughts revolved around Rhea and the shadow of man she was with. All I could envision was a faceless figure embracing her and touching her in all places only I could touch.

Another man had his hands on her today and I didn't know why that sent me spiraling the way I was right now. Each beat of my heart echoed through my ears, and I couldn't swallow over the dry hump in my throat.

When the house appeared through the window under a thick curtain of rain, my vision tunneled.

"Good night, Antonio", I...