A/N: Sorry in advance for doing this but I thought to experiment writing in a person's point of view. If y'all don't like it, I'll stop.
Unknown POV
I threw the objects on the top of my desk to the floor screaming in rage. Anger, blinding red anger filled my heart making my blood practically boil in my veins.
I could feel said veins bulge in anger and blood roared behind my ears, the lub dub sound of my heart beat sounding like a war drum.
I hate him! I hate her! I hate them all!!
How dare he be fine? I got rid of her but yet nothing was going my way.
Two women, it was said. I got rid of the first and now the other was here? Or maybe I got rid of the wrong one?
Afterall, there are currently two women with him right now. How do I ascertain my next move? How do I make sure that I
