"You're so funny. Does it have anything to do with you?" Clara couldn't fathom why Matthew would ask such a ridiculous question.

Matthew, seeing Clara's nonchalant expression, felt his anger flare up even more.

He punched the wall in frustration, heedless of the rough surface tearing his skin.

"Do you have some kind of rage disorder?"

He was acting like a lunatic.

Clara pulled his hand, now partially embedded in the wall, out forcefully, noticing the mottled ...