TW: gunshot, death warning

Ciara's pov

While calmly seated, enjoying watching everyone having their time dancing with their partners, I couldn't help but burst out a sigh as I remember how Tyron guided me when we were on the stage, dancing.

It's not that he's handsome which made me think about it, but what bothers me was every word he told me.

He wanted me to come back to him even just for tonight?

How about he thinks of the wasted years I was with him, but he didn't do anything apart from abandoning me and making me feel worthless?

I just can't let myself tie myself unto him again,...