I am extremely furious, my blood is boiling in my body, and my heart is beating super fast—not with fear but with extreme anger, ready to dish out and release a piece of my mind towards that bastardly and conniving fellow whom I want to meet right now.
I have gone through the most painful, dreaded experience of taking public transport, which I have actually been trying to avoid for ages now, and it is all because of him. It is all his f*****g fault. I seriously cannot wait to meet him right now so I can give him a piece of my mind.
"Why the hell would he just leave me like that? Okay, I understand I must have actually done something to get him a little bit hurt, but he shouldn't have just abandoned me, not after everything," I mutter to myself.
"Yeah, after everything, and you still tre
