MASHA
Nik's phone buzzed insistently, cutting through the tension in the car like a hot knife in butter.
We were driving to go and meet my wedding planner and since mama couldn't come with me, I had to beg Nik to drive me.
Since Matt always made me depend on him, I never thought of learning to drive so whenever he wasn't around, I'd resort to using a taxi instead. Now when I look back, I just remember how foolish I was to be so naive and put my whole life around someone else's.
My wrists still hurt but I planned to make an appointment with an orthopedic surgeon because I wasn't going to let that bastard ruin what I loved to do.
The phone vibrated again but we both ignored it. I was just about to put on a song when it vibrated again.
I glanced over at him as he swerved sharply to a
