Whispers of Fate
I turn to the woman, who appears to be at least five years older than me.
"Look, I'm sorry, okay?! I wanted to have sex, and you kept saying no! You kept bringing up Christianity and calling it fornication... I mean, it's not that big of a deal. It's just sex!"
His words catch in my throat, and I can feel tears welling up.
I swiftly walk away from the scene of betrayal, but not before delivering a resounding slap across Austin's cheek, relishing the momentary satisfaction it brings.
The look on his face afterwards will forever be etched in my memory.