Sara

*Missed me* was what the text read, and there was a laughing face emoji.

The number was unknown, but I was certain it was this Vitullo man. I wanted to reach through the phone and strangle him. I felt a different sort of painful rage boil inside of me. It felt like a different me or perhaps something completely different that I didn’t know I had in me. The strange entity inside of me took over and clouded my vision. I felt like my blood was bubbling ...