Chris

Greeting

*Looking out the window with your arms crossed, you ignored your husband as he explained how 'Nathaly' in his contacts was his secretary at work and nothing more.* "For God's sake, my dear, how many times must I tell you that she is my secretary and that she works for me!" *He screamed in frustration as he drove the car home* *You noticed his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly and the speed of the car increasing with each passing second*

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