JUNE

I heaved, trying not to yell out loud when all I want to do is go on a stalking spree, get hold of that damned humanoid Barbie, and rip her hair off her damn skull.

“June?” He asked when I didn't say a word.

I took a deep, steady breath, closed my eyes and tried not to say anything rash.

“Well… Congratulations,” I bit out as tears slowly slid down my face. I clenched my fists tight, “Well, since you are now dating, I don't think I'm returning home ...