"Sonia, how dare you kiss another man? Did you even sleep with him? Where did he kiss you? Here?"
His rough, calloused fingers rubbed slowly back and forth across my lips.
I couldn't yank myself free, even though his hand was shaking like a leaf.
"Let go of me! Andre! Get it through your head! I'm not your girlfriend! We broke up already! There's nothing between us anymore!"
Andre's grip was insanely strong, and the reek of alcohol rolled off him in waves.
Cigarette butts littered the ground at my feet, too.
Mixed with the rain that had just fallen, the whole ground was a squelchy, muddy mess.
Andre looked completely unhinged, wild and deranged, and he even leaned in like he was going to kiss me.
"No, we aren't breaking up. We never broke up. I already locked down that project.
