Caught by death

Hannah's pov

Peeking through my window, I followed Tyron's car leaving as I heard him lose my door in the living room. I sighed before closing the curtains and getting out of my bed.

He doesn't care about Ciara, doesn't he? I'm so disappointed right now and I don't know if what I acted towards him earlier was right. But I was so upset that I wanted to yell at him to wake him up from his anger towards Ciara but I couldn't, so I just chose to stay silent and let him feel my irritation by not talking to him and leaving him there alone. His pride was so high and I couldn't take it.

Isn't he tired of always hurting Ciara? I really couldn't understand him, I mean, I knew and I was aware of where his anger is coming from but is it right to mistreat his wife just like that? It doesn't seem like Ciara is human in how he treats her, does he forget that she also has feelings? Gosh, I can't believe him.

While walking into my living room, my attention pinned down on the sofa, noticing a brown pap