Amber's Pov“Pathetic son of a bitch!” l cursed, slamming my hand in the wheel as l drove towards the parking lot in the club. “Hey, woman, watch where you are heading to!” A man yelled, gesturing to the road. “You lucky, l haven't rolled over you, like Mallory did,” l muttered, pressing the brake pedal firmly. I wasn't drunk on drinks; I was drunk on anger.Just as was about to get down from the car, my phone buzzed up. “Ohh, please! It shouldn't be that son of a bitch calling,” l voiced in, as l picked up the phone. Speaking of the devil! Just right there his name written boldly on the phone screen. ‘My safe space’ with lot of love emojis. That was then, when l thought he was my only safe place. “Hey, my love,” he spoke softly, as soon as l picked the call. “Hey,” l responded coldly, as the flashback of those videos of him and Sierra, came clearer, taunting every part of my body. “Baby, is everything alright with you?” he asked with a sincere concerned. Wait, did l just s
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