His eyes, the way he moved and talked, his appearance and charm, I wanted him and only him, unfortunately, the only thing right about him was his looks.
“You’re not going out without me!” He yells, his
eyes full of anger and control.
“Oh really? Because it seems whenever you go out to the club I never have a say in you going or not!” I say with much fury.
“You’re a woman, I’m a man, it’s diffe...