I stormed into my room, settled my baby down and started unpacking my hospital bag.
This was the first time I had ever gotten angry at Mario. Even after giving birth and finding out about his ex-wife and daughter, I only felt devastated. I never confronted him directly even once.
Mario was momentarily stunned by my outburst, but he quickly recovered and followed me.
"Kelly, don’t think that just because you gave birth, you can throw a tantrum at home! Before, I tolerated you because of the baby. However, now? What right do you have to act out? Apologize now! Or I take the baby!"
Mario's heartless words chipped away at the last remnants of my delusions.
He was not the man I thought I had married. I felt he was so unfamiliar and terrifying.
I trembled with rage, my limbs suddenly felt weak.
A stinging sensation built up behind my eyes and before I could stop them, tears spilled down my cheeks. However, then something even worse happened. A cold sensation between my legs.
Panic surged through me as I looked down. Turned out, I had wet myself.
"Auntie peed herself! Ha ha ha! Even though she is an adult. Daddy, Mommy, look!"