Salsa went through almost everything in Aviona's old things and broke it mercilessly. She was shouting and screaming in anger over the fact that despite the long years that had gone by, Aviona's presence lingered persistently over their lives, like a shadow that tailed along them without miss.
"You have already rotten in hell and yet you are still making me look like a goddam fool!" Salsa rushed to grab another vase to break it but even before she could completely crush it into the floor, someone grabbed it away from her with shear force.
"Who told you to come here?" Martin's raging eyes was like a fire ready to burn his wife.
"Mar….Martin?" Salsa seemed to have awaken from the emotions that were all rushing to her, making her too irrational to think twice.
"I said who told you to come here!" Martin, all but shouted.
"Its…its Collet's birthday and I was trying to clean all this—"
