Violet
The road was slowly changing in front of my eyes, but I wasn’t looking. No, I was deep in my own thoughts and trying to sort out all the feelings cursing throughout my body, causing me to become even more embarrassed and shameful than I already was.
The blame and remorse for what I did were filling my mind as I recalled the incident from the boutique over and over again, feeling more terrible every time I thought about it.
Why would I do it?
Why did I behave like a raging jealous shrew?
It felt like my body was possessed by someone else who did it instead of me and I was just the bystander unable to do anything other than stare. But it wasn’t. I did it willingly.
The car stopped in front of our house and I stepped out. My hands were shaking as I took the bags from the tru
