Mara
I slammed the bathroom door hard enough to rattle the mirror, palms braced on the sink, breath coming fast like I’d just run up three flights of stairs instead of standing ten feet away from a biker who could ruin my f*****g life with a look.
Goddamn it.
My reflection stared back at me, eyes too bright, cheeks flushed, mouth swollen like I’d already done something I couldn’t take back. I turned the faucet on just to hear something loud, something normal, something that wasn’t the echo of Cole’s voice in my head.
I told myself I was fine.
That was the lie.
I pressed a hand to my chest and waited for my heart to calm down. It didn’t. It kept slamming like it was pissed at me, like it knew I was about to make another stupid decision and wanted to remind me how bad those always ende
