C33 Rampage

“Come on, Ethan. Where are you?” I look around apprehensively. When I got home, the whole place was in shamble, as if a hurricane had tempest it. He must have gone ballistic since he thought I left him after our argument.

I restrained to slap myself. What was I thinking? He wouldn't run away if I just told him I was going out. But it was supposed to be a surprise, so I didn't tell him. Now