***~~ZARA~~***I knew Dante was going to try his hardest to talk to me, but I wasn’t buying anything he was saying because I was still angry.I needed him to understand in a language impossible to misread, that this kind of thing should not keep happening: the silent treatment, the unilateral decisions, all of it.I needed it to register properly this time.So I sat with my drink, adjusted my shoulders, and kept my eyes forward.And then my head started spinning.Not dramatically, not in a way that anyone around me would have noticed, just a low, unsettling dizziness that moved through me in slow waves, the kind that makes you go still, wondering if it will pass or get worse.I could not explain it or trace it back to anything specific. I hadn’t had enough to drink for that, hadn’t skipped a meal, wasn’t particularly overheated.I just felt off.I was in the middle of trying to decide whether to say something about it when the sound of glass hitting the floor cut clean through the r
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