A bad feeling - II
Evelyn washed her hands that had once been held by Salvatore. She had never imagined that the Don could actually be clingy.
She had been mindful of the bandaged finger. It still hurt after all she had made a wound from a sharp knife that she was sure Salvatore would never let her touch again.
Once she was washing her hands, she towel dried them before moving out of the lavatory. She was ready to go back to her husband who she was sure was waiting for her.
The moment Evelyn stepped into the room where they had been sitting she noticed how tense the atmosphere suddenly felt.
Somehow before she had been to the blue the atmosphere had been calm, even playful she would say, but now it seemed like she could actually slice the air into two.
What had happened? She had hardly spent a minute or two in the bathroom. As much as 5 minutes she would say.