- Zayn -
The sound of the door slamming behind me echoed through the hallway, a harsh reminder of the fury boiling inside. I shook off the remnants of the outside world like a wet coat, focusing solely on the damning envelope crumpled in Lizzie's trembling hands. My fists clenched by my sides as I glanced at her, the fear etched on her face a mirror reflecting the raw, unadulterated rage pulsating through my veins.
How dare Nathan? The name alone ignited a fire within me that threatened to consume my reason. I knew this was more than a simple dispute; it was personal, crossing lines that should never have been drawn. The sight of Lizzie, usually vibrant and full of life, reduced to a fragile state by the hands of someone so vile, twisted something deep inside of me.
We'd just f*****g r
