Katerina
I don’t even know why I am mad at that stupid man. It’s not like I didn’t know how f*ucking stubborn he is or how he refuses to see anything further ahead from his own damn nose. A perfectly fine, sexy curved nose, but that’s not the point. He’s insufferable. And because he’s insufferable, I decide I won’t be listening to him. I realise how damn stupid it is, but I am not.
When a few hours later, a reasonable amount of time for my temper to have cooled off, which it hasn’t, I decide I need some fresh air to clear my mind. Fresh as in not the air in this damn cursed house. I need something clean, something that’s not been breathed in and out by Alejandro Montener.
So, I arm myself up with my self-defence stuff and just go. It helps. It’s funny how crips the night becomes. It’s l
