Chapter 15
Story
I asked Oleg to drop me at Rue’s. I told him not to come in.
He honored my request.
I was half-afraid he wouldn’t. I mean, I know the guy’s stubborn. Dogmatic in his devotion to me.
Somehow I made it through the night. I actually don’t think anyone even noticed anything was off with me, which made it all the worse.
Because that anxiety that was brewing, the sense of everything being wrong—it didn’t go away when I broke up with Oleg.
In fact, it got worse.
Now, as I stand outside Rue’s to catch an Uber home, I practically want to crawl out of my own skin. The buzzing in my ears isn’t just from the amps. It’s noise. Noise that makes it impossible to think through the slightest problem, like how to open the app and check for my ride.
A familiar white Denali pulls up
