Chapter - 150
Amanda walked into her apartment carefree, humming a tune from her favourite musical. Her feet ached from being on her feet all day in the hospital, and she was looking forward to a relaxing evening.
"Ahhhh!!" Amanda's melodious hum turned into a surprised yelp, and she teetered on the edge of a stumble as she waltzed into her living room
Rick was sitting on the couch with his leg on the table, all relaxed, munching an apple. He waved when he saw her enter. He had tossed on a leather jacket to cover up his tattered shirt, but his jeans were torn and bloody. His face and arms were covered with bandages and bruises. He looked like he had just escaped from a war zone.
"Amanda, hey! You are finally home," he said cheerfully, "Come on now. Be a good wife and make me something good."
