ASHLEY
I’ve never felt so angry in my entire life.
I thought breaking up with him would do it.
But no.
No.
Hell, that wasn't enough.
"Drive faster," I told Ryan, who only looks at me for a second before doing what I asked him to. Kara called earlier—voice shaking like she thought I’d break through the speaker.
Beckett. Love. Ice rink. Together.
Well. Would you look at that? Golden boy couldn’t even wait for weeks.
And yeah, I know what they’d say—don’t go, don’t give him the power, be the bigger person.
The high road is a bedtime story they tell girls who haven’t had their guts stapled to the bulletin board.
The high road doesn’t apply when half the campus is already refreshing his goddamn feed, counting how fast he replaces me.
My pulse is a living thing, crawling up my thro
