Volet’s POV“What the hell is wrong with you?”I asked, trying to keep my voice steady. I failed.My eyes stayed on Derek. I couldn't look away even though my chest burned. He was on the couch in the balcony with Cherry, his ex-girlfriend, sitting on his lap like she belonged there. His hand was under her skirt. She was breathing hard, clinging to him, her face flushed.They didn't even bother to stop.My stomach twisted. Heat rushed to my face, then drained just as fast, leaving me cold. I felt stupid for standing there, stupid for hurting this much. My fingers curled into my palms, nails biting skin, grounding me so I would not fall apart.Derek finally looked at me. Not guilty. Not sorry. Just annoyed, like I had interrupted something trivial.His friends, about four of them, all turned towards me, and I swear, I could feel the shift in the air. Like they were joking and I was the cause of it.Cherry gave me a sinister smile then leaned in to whisper something to Derek. He gave he
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