Jane.

“What is wrong, Jane?” Amira asks, her voice filled with concern. “Ever since we left the club, you’ve been so unhappy and moody. What’s going on?” How can I tell her that I met the one who rejected me? Seeing him today, hearing his words... it makes me want to tear him apart.

“I’m fine,” I reply, trying to sound convincing. “Don’t bother yourself.”

“No, please, don’t tell me that. I won’t take that from you,” she insists, her eyes ...