REINA
He raised his hands as if to defend himself, but I wasn’t done. I stared him down, letting him feel every ounce of my rage. Shoving my ring finger in his face.
"Do you see that?" I said with a smirk, grinning at the look on his face as if he was jealous. Of course he should be, he should be jealous and mad at himself for losing me.
“I’m married. I moved on. I don’t want you. Don’t you dare make me remember that night again. Don’t you dare make me feel small again. Not now. Not ever.”
I turned to walk away, forcing myself to take deep, shaky breaths. My chest felt tight, my fists were trembling, my mind spinning, but I couldn’t look back. I wouldn’t.
Then the sound of tires screeching broke through the chaos in my head. A car came around the corner, way too fast, too reckless, a
