“I’m taking what I paid for,” he said simply.
Then he walked right past me, into the twins’ room.
“What are you doing?” I ran after him.
“You like this?” He ran his hand over the soft green wallpaper with the white clouds that I’d picked out.
He grabbed the edge and ripped.
“Stop! Don’t do this.
Please!”
He smiled and pulled again.
The clouds tore away from the wall in long, ugly strips.
And then his phone rang.
For a second, I thought he might ignore it, but then he glanced at the screen and frowned.
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