Eva

 

I step out of the bathroom, my towel wrap around my chest and water droplets dripping down from my body.

 

I walk towards Fred’s walk-in closet, ok, it’s our walk-in closet now.

 

Since Fred has put his clothes on one side and left the other space for me.

 

I wore a tank top and shorts.

 

I hear our door slam shut and I step out of the closet, I see Fred walk in angrily.

 

He head straight to our bathroom and shut the door. I frown.

 

What’s got his pants in a twist….

 

I better don’t add fuel to his already burning fire.

 

Maybe I should go prepare dinner,...