My mouth parted in disbelief. His hands slipped? That’s freaking unreasonable! It didn’t slip! Ezekiel just wanted to rip my dress. For Pete’s sake! That’s one of my favourite dresses, yet he destroys it?
“I’m not dumb,” I replied, but he just smirked and threw my ripped dress at his back.
How am I going to go home if he ripped off my clothes just like that? I mean, I could just use his shirt, but that would be weird. I don’t have any undergarments aside from my underwear.
Damn! If only I knew that we would be doing this s**t, I should’ve just worn a bra. f**k this life!
“Why did you do that?” I asked him. He could’ve just asked me to remove my dress, not ripping them off! Damn it!
“I’ll buy you tons of dresses tomorrow,” he said, trying to soothe me, but I just rolled my eyes at him
