365 DAYS WITH YOU
I felt a wave of disgust wash over me as he stood up, his eyes never leaving mine, and strode towards me with a purposeful stride.
He grasped my collar, his grip like a vice, and dragged me outside, away from the pulsating music and the club's neon glow. The cool night air hit me like a slap in the face, and I stumbled. Daniel's hand came crashing down on my face, the slap echoing through the night, leaving a stinging sensation on my cheek. Tears sprang to my eyes, and I muttered an apology, my voice barely audible.