Nichole and Max held unto each other on the floor, like they were some sort of couple. However, Carmela stood right in front staring at these two betrayal.
"You'll believe her over your wife?" Carmela strikes her chest, in pain. She couldn't believe that her husband would voice out at her in such a manner.
To the extent of not letting her say her part of the story.
"Isn't it obvious? Or do you want us to go to the police station? She can press charges and I would testify as well that I saw you try to hurt her." Max glared hard at her, his eyes almost piercing out of its socket.
Even though Max and Carmela had been together for 5 to 6 years now, never for once has he ever yelled at her or regarded her resolve useless. The man standing right in front of her wasn't her husband anymore, but her best friend.