ALMA

It had been a while since I'd ever experienced this much confusion. The dilemma was strong, pulling me from side to side. It had been two days since my altercation with Carl. I wouldn't exactly call it that because the argument had been mostly from my side. For him, it was child's play, and I didn't think he even understood the kind of hate I harbored for him.

He saw Velma, met her behind my back, and denied it. I'd been jumpy ever since, and there wasn't a single part of me that ...