Before I could figure out what was happening, Larry found me at the connecting passageway, grabbed my wrist and pulled me back to the seats.
“Alice, since this is your seat, you decide. Tell me, should Daisy have it, or that disgusting old woman?”
I glanced at Daisy. She was clutching her stomach and wailing in her seat. "Larry, it's hurt ... it hurts so bad.”
Without waiting for my answer, Larry stepped forward and started shoving the woman sitting in my seat.
"What are you still doing here? Get up! Can't you see my friend is in pain? She needs to lie down! Get out! Get out now!"
The woman rubbed her knees and glanced in my direction.
When he saw this, Larry pushed her even harder.
‘What are you looking at? That’s my girlfriend! I have the final say in her affairs! Get up! I'm warning you, I'm losing my patience. Don’t force me to fight you!"
After dating Larry for eight long years, he had never been so considerate toward me.
When I thought about how he had killed me and my unborn child for Daisy in my previous life, I shoved him away from the woman.