I stood there for a good few seconds, or even minutes, staring at those two, in that disgusting situation. That bastard son of a bitch didn't have an ounce of consideration for me, if he wanted to use the room, his bed okay, now my bed My place? All I wanted at that moment was to jump on that bastard's neck and throttle him until there was no oxygen left in your lungs and then grab that bitch and throw her down the window, but I couldn't do any of that, after all I'm pregnant and I have to ...