Hannah
They stay like this for almost the whole night but around midnight Hannah sits up on the edge of the bed and is sighs.
"I should go back. Claire probably wonders where I am when she wakes up.", she says and gets up to put her pants back on.
"I'm not gonna stay with him though. Not after what happened, she looks at Nic before she leans on the bed and presses a hard and soft kiss on his lips.
"We'll talk later.", she smiles before she leaves and walks back home.
When she reaches the doorsteps she can already see Markus waiting for her and flniches, when he tries to reach out for her.
"Do not touch me. Please." she whispers and walks inside the house.
"Where were you?", he follows her and she can almost feel his breathing in her neck.
"You were with him, right? I can almost smell him on you.", Markus spits and Hanah turns around with an angry look on her face.
"Do NOT make this about me when you were the one laying hands on your wife.", she growls and takes a glass out of the cupboard before filling it with water.
"I have a right to know where you were. Espacially with our daughter in bed.", he argues and Hannah is on thr verge of tears.
She's been married to Markus over seven years know and she has never seen him like this before.
So angry and full of hate.
This is not the man she married and fell in love with.
"She's not your daughter.", she suddenly speaks up and turns around when Markus asks her what she said.
"I said: SHE IS NOT YOUR DAUGHTER. Nic is her father and he will always be her father.", she yells when she suddenly can spot another pair of eyes in the room.
Claire.