Upsetting? You think? Wanting to throw my laptop across the room, I stand up and get away from the desk. I end up pacing the short length of the sitting room. My fists clench at my sides. He thinks she’s nice? Thinks she has changed? Thinks she’s after Drake? What a moron. Men are so clueless. She’s after you idiot. What does he think? She stole guys—okay they were never really mine—from me by being a bitch? This is major. She just made her first move. On my oblivious boyfriend. I’m so livid. I can feel my nails about to break the skin of my palms. Unclenching my fists, I lean on the wide windowsill and force myself to breathe. I’m about to burst into tears. Thousands of miles away from Zach, I feel helpless. The rooftops below me are a blur. I trust him. I trust him. I trust him. But what if? She has done it before. She always won when it came to guys. She always won when it came to anything. Period. I sigh and wipe wet frustration from my face. Even though I trust him, the thought of her near him, the thought of his hands on her has me freakin’ furious.
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