MARCELLO
I stormed out of the office, and outside, I met Mandy, a sly smirk on her face. She knew about all of this. She made him believe that I was some sort of crazy ex who wanted revenge because she had broken up with me.
We weren't even together, so how could she craft something as despicable as that? Mandy was the worst! I concluded. I couldn't even spare a second to bicker with her for the stunt that she had pulled.
I clenched my jaw and dipped my fingers which had already formed a fist into my pocket, or I'd risk it flying into her face, and God knows that I'd have no remorse over it. Mandy was the devil, and the devil didn't deserve any ounce of sympathy.
I just couldn't wrap my head around Mandy lying like that. It was just too much.
I removed my gaze from her repulsive face
