Soren
Holly is straddling Felix.
Her bra is red lace and her panties match. She's raking her fingers through his hair, he's got his hands around her waist and the two of them are kissing like the world just crashed and burned.
The world is ending for me.
I can't breathe. Can't move. There's nothing I can do except stand there, soaking rainwater and feeling my heart shatter from the inside out.
Then Felix's eyes snap to mine.
He freezes.
For one dreadful moment, we just look at each other. His hands are still on Holly's hips. His lips are still swollen from kissing her. And I—
I make a sound. Small. Broken and sad.
"Soren—" Felix begins, but I'm already moving.
I turn and run.
"Soren, wait!"
I hear him throw Holly off, hear her indignant yelp, but I do
