I exhaled softly, trying to be steady, but my body betrayed me.
“Enya,what is wrong with you? Stop vibrating” I scolded myself in my head
Instead, it got worst. I could feel the tremor in my hands pick up tempo as I struggled to control my body, to stay still.
But my body betrayed me. Against my will, it kept vibrating as each stroke of his thumb kept tracing my bottom lip.
His thumb grazed my bottom lip again, and I hated my self for acting like a freak, vibrating even at his simplest touch.
Was I this cheap?
How does he do it? Like he has a remote in his fingers, controlling me against my own will.
Why do I always react like this towards him?
Am struggling to hold onto my anger towards him. Why couldn’t I hold on to it? The same anger that I know, I had every right to feel.
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