Quinn's lust-filled cries, the distinctive sound of the thumping of flesh, and the coquettish tone of Sarah’s voice. All of a sudden, those sounds reverberated in my mind like a relentless curse.
Although Sarah's voice was very soft over the phone, just like a murmur, I could still hear the unfinished sentence coming from my wife’s mouth just as the call ended. We had been married for four years, so it was impossible that I was mistaken about the owner of that voice.
I tightened my grip on the phone which I was still gripping in my hand. At that moment, I was so angry that I wanted to throw the phone in my hand across the room. I felt like my life was full of twists and turns. Not long ago I had finally gotten the taste of a blessed life, but it was interrupted by a new crisis in a flash
