“ Okayyy…I think..I might.. be in trouble.” Antonio mumbled to himself as he watched Eloise storm into the house.

When she pushed the door open and slammed it, he knew for sure he was done for.

“ Hey, baby.” He greeted her, trying to sound lovely in the hope it would soften her anger.

“ You're so dead.” She gritted her teeth as she threw her purse at him.

“ Ou, hey babe, calm down.”

“ Calm down? Did you say calm down?” She yelled, dashed towards the kitchen, and grabbed a frying pan.

Antonio stood behind the couch, looking scared and confused about what to do. He raised his...