When it was four in the afternoon, Keyra had just woken up from her sleep. She had been at Aaron's apartment since this afternoon because her mother who was waiting for her at home did not come home and she did not pick up the phone. The woman got out of bed and walked to the bathroom to wash her face.
Keyra walked with a limp towards the bathroom. Her whole body ached from Aaron's always harsh treatment.
"Where is he, has he run away?" Keyra glanced at the sofa and didn't find Aaron there. Because before she went to sleep, her husband was lying there smoking a cigarette. The woman only saw the number of cigarette butts left on the table, even though there were already ashtrays available. 'You filthy!' She was annoyed.
Feeling uncomfortable with the dirty table, Keyra canceled her intention to go to the bathroom and immediately cleaned up the remnants of the cigarette butts and threw them into the trash can located near the door.
Drett... Drett.
