MIMI

"I'll think about it." I reject Corrie's hand that she extended over to me and get up myself. She didn't look surprised, neither hurt, like she expected it. She pulls her hand back.

"Alright." She looked to Abel behind her.

"Take your time." She said, walking away from me without as much giving me a second look. My hands fall to my side as they ball into a fist as I thought about my next move.

There was no way that I was going to turn myself in for something I did five years ago just to soothe that bitch's ego. It felt like admitting defeat. Why can't she...