~~PEYTON~~
Without another word, I grab my car keys from the hook by the door and walk out, not looking back. Not caring to see the aftermath of the chaos. Not bothered by how I look right now—furious, a depiction of a raging storm, and worse... jealousy.
I hate to admit it, but this tightness I feel in my chest gets worse by the day. And I can't help it.
I storm towards the garage, tears blurring my vision. I want them to fall; I want to cry, but what difference will it make? It won't change the past, nor the present, and not even the near future. Odin has officially erased himself from my life.
I loved Odin. I really loved him. He was my everything, the man of my dreams. He used to be funny, dramatic, caring, and could be passionate when he wanted to, and I adored him for that. But n
