He smirked at me.
I told him to apologize, and he smirked at me.
“I already told you that something came up.”
I wanted to turn away from him and walk away, but I couldn’t do it.
Every single time he even looked at me I melted inside and found it impossible to think straight.
He clearly knew it.
He pulled something from his pocket and held it out to me.
Cigarettes.
I looked down at the packet, unsure of what to do.
I had never even thought about smoking before, but I was almost compelled to take a cigarette now simply because he was the one offering it.
I raised my hand shakily and reached to take one from the packet.
I brought it to my lips, and he leaned close to me to light it.
I was trembling. It must have looked absolutely ridiculous to anyone watching us.
I had just ta
