"... and this is how much I love you" he muttered. Nearly resembling a day-time thief, he disorderly pulled out the cables from the blue wall and hastily put the remote control into his coat pocket.
"Be careful! you are going to break something". I said, annoyed.
With an ungracious and nervous effort, he tried to lift the expensive television. Barely bearing its weight, he held it tightly against his chest as if it was his only and most precious possession and, without saying much, walked away.
To my relief.
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