She turned her head, peering at him through bleary eyes, about to take a sip from her glass of wine. He made a quick stride towards her, snatching the glass out of her hand.
"You're drunk, no more drinking."
She rolled her eyes at him, clearly annoyed, "I'm not drunk, and I can hold my liquor."
"Stop, darling." Leopold placed the wine glass on the coffee table.
He could tell that her calmness during the day was a facade. She was deeply hurt. She had never truly given up on Arnold, still waiting for him to divorce Lisa. That was why she didn't care about him, her husband, keeping him at a distance, never letting him close.
Aurelia was completely drunk by now, leaning on him and giggling. "Leopold, I want to go for a drive. Take me for a drive."
"Alright." He picked her up in his arms and headed out, his mood somber.
As they got into the car, Aurelia rolled down the window, letting the cool night air sweep in.
The ride was filled with silence, only broken by the occasional sound of the car engine.
Leopold was gloomy. Thinking about how her heart was filled with Arnold, and there was no room for him, filled him with jealousy and frustration.
Aurelia pouted, "Leopold, why aren't you talking? Always so cold, I hate it."
"What do you want me to say?" He was in no mood for conversation.
Aurelia puffed her cheeks, "Always giving me that stern look, you were like this before and you still are. Nothing has changed."
Leopold was furious, "Are you constantly comparing me to Arnold, thinking I'm not as good as him?"
"You are you, and he is him, why compare?" She huffed, a wave of resentment washing over her, "I don't like you because you hurt me. Do you think a few sweet words can heal my wounds? It's like nailing a hole in the wall. Even if you remove the nail, the hole is still there, always there."
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