Jane
I was speeding like a damn lunatic on the highway, barely missing cars and cussing out anyone that dared get in my way. The moon was out, the night was humid, and my blood was boiling hotter than a pot of cheap ramen. I wasn’t just mad — no. I was out for blood.
And guess whose blood?
Nick. That lying, two-faced, good-for-nothing bastard.
I should’ve known. I should’ve known!
After everything I did — after taking a damn bullet for him, hiding his dirty secrets, and even scrubbing blood off my carpet because of his mess — this is how he repays me?
Oh, he had the nerve, the absolute audacity, to tell me he could never hurt that useless little witch Nara. And then, when I asked him flat out — like a normal, mature adult — if he had feelings for her, the fool stayed silent. Like a c
