Mario's expression darkened instantly. He grabbed my arm roughly as he growled, "What’s wrong with you? You’re an adult and you’re picking a fight with a child?"
"Apologize to Tara right now, or no one is sleeping tonight!" he threatened.
His grip tightened painfully on my wrist and Mario's face twisted in a menacing scowl to threaten me.
[They usually waited until after the baby had been born to show their true colors]. I had once read that line online, but back then, it hadn’t resonated with me. After all, Mario had been so good to me. His act was so good that it had covered up all the warning signs.
However, those words had now been like a bullet to my chest. I was the fool, the clown in this tragic circus.
"Release me!" With a gloomy face, I yanked my arm free from Mario's hold and asked, "Why should I?"
Then coldly I added, "She's the one who has no discipline and touched my things without permission!”
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!"
Tara Lombardi's laughter rang out. It was shrill and piercing. Mario looked at the growing stain on the floor, wrinkled his nose and scoffed, "Ugh. It stinks."