“He’s a jerk… Don’t think about him…”
Watching myself in the huge mirror, I told myself.
Maybe this will stop the weird feeling appearing in my heart.
Why should I feel guilty about spending my time with Tom??
Why?
After all, this is our life's reality, he, dating other women, while I date Tom.
We could never intervene in each other’s life never.
But he interrupted my date deliberately last time, shouldn’t I also do something?
A thought occurred in my mind wickedly.
Should I give him tit for tat??
Should I make him taste his own medicine??
BUT
(Don’t forget he’s a rich Bastard, Amy)
All my rebellious nature instantly dissipated with my inner voice's revelation.
Sighing in defeat, I patted my face with a wet towel.
I should just remain focused on my date and my future.
Derek isn’t my future, and he has made it evident not once but many times.