Thirty-seven

"Jenna."

"Jenna."

I clench my jaw tighter while I walk out of the room, going down stairs.

"Jenna. Jenna. Jenna. Jenna. Jenna. Jenna. Jenna. Jenna. Jenna. Jenna. Jenna. Jenna."

I bite my lip and hurry down stairs, walking to the door.

"Jenna. JENNA. JENNA. JENNA. JENNA."

"WHAT!?" I growl while I was so close to winning and almost leaving.

His smile grows wider. "Good morning." He says in happy mode. While he has his hands behind his back, rocking on his toes.

I stare at him and then turn back to open the door.

My hand turns the knob and start to open the door but it slams closed...