Cyril
The night air was a cold shock against my skin, but it wasn't enough to douse the fire of irritation roaring in my chest.
I yanked my arm out of Joel’s grasp with such violence that I stumbled back, my heels catching on the uneven pavement.
"How dare you?" I screamed, the sound echoing off the brick walls of the alleyway. "How dare you tell that man I’m your girlfriend? We broke up, Joel! In case your ego blocked out the memory,” I hissed. “You were the one who walked away from me!"
I stepped into his personal space, shoving his chest with both hands.
He stumbled back, his mouth hanging open as he searched for an explanation that didn't exist.
I was vibrating with a reckless, drunken rage.
I had been so close…to losing myself. A fest that seemed impossible, yet l finally g
