Chapter Fifty-Four: We're Going A Date, A Real One!

Ayanda was right, I should not insert myself in their drama. One thing I was not going to do was jeopardize Australia for anything or anyone. But I truly wanted to hurt him. I don't recall ever wanting something so much. I wanted to hurt Bianca too. And it was not physical pain I planned to inflict on them. I wanted to tear them up from the inside, the same as they have done to me. If I was going to cry over that asshole, they would cry with me. And I would be damned if anybody tried to talk me out of it. I was done being the bigger person. Ayanda shot me a knowing look when I took too long to answer, and I had no desire to cower away.

"You don't need to do that, A. You should be directing that energy somewhere else, somewhere productive." She cupped my cheek again, her expression grim and concerned. I knew she was right. But I was going to hurt them. And it would not take much.