Desiree’s POV

I am crying like a fool now while I’m walking, I don’t know where to go. I just keep walking and walking. I stop the taxi and when I’m inside the car, I keep crying even though the taxi driver is worried for me. He even gives me a tissue to wipe my tears.

“Are you okay, Miss?” He asks.

“I’m fine, just keep driving and don’t mind me because all men are the same…” I sobbed again.

“Oh sorry about that, Miss. But I’m a man too…” He laughs.

“Shut the f*ck up!” I yelled at him and he curled his lips and decides to drive.

“Sorry...