I woke up from the door again. William came in the room. He took of his shirt and dropped it on the floor before walking into the bathroom. I heard the shower going on. I got out of bed and put on the bath robe over the sick excuse of a outfit that my dear husband bought me. I walked over to the window opening the curtain to get a bit of light into the room. I don't have any other clothes I need to ask William for some clothes. In order to do that I need him to be in a good mood. I went to pick up his shirt and fold it up. As I picked it up I noticed red lipstick smears. I already felt my blood boiling. I didn't wear red lipstick last night. I was holding the shirt when he came walking out of the bathroom. He watched me holding the shirt. A smile spread on his face.
"You can't have it bo
