Third Person
Estelle angrily barged into her room and tugged at her necklace harshly, as a result breaking it into numerous little jewels and pearls. She was fuming with anger. She was mad and started throwing things, crashing them everywhere. Not caring about expenses, she was wrecking everything. She screamed and tore the curtains angrily.
Estelle
What the f**k is wrong with everyone? Lucas is f*****g mine. Why was that b***h sitting beside him? That seat is mine. Only I deserve to sit there, then why!? Isn't this one being used for too long? Isn't Lucas done with her? Is she that good in bed? Doesn't Lucas get together with her to satisfy his needs? If not, then why is she his girlfriend!?
Why not me!? What's wrong with me? WHY CAN'T HE UNDERSTAND THAT I LOVE HIM!? WHY DOES HE ALWA
