Do you need a shoulder to cry on?

~ ~ Ryan ~ ~

Alina entered the house, fuming in anger, she kept muttering in coherent words under her breath. She had refuses to go to their family house to mourn.

After the big drama with her mother, she had ignored her mother, kissed Javier goodbye, glared at me as if I was the cause of the problem in the room and stormed out of the room.

As her husband, I silently paid my respect to Javier and went after her.

Neither of us said anything to each other on the way home. People had different way of mourning and I didn't know if she wanted to be left alone or not.

"It's fine of you want to heed to your mother words. I won't ask you to forsake your family because of me. Above all, family comes first."

She whipped her head around, glaring at me silently.

"What?" I ask her, "Did I say something wrong?"

"Are you stup!d?" She fired angrily, "I just lost Grandpa and that's what you have to say?"

" Do you want me to get you anything?" I countered back.

She nods her head, "Your just as