I stood on the balcony, watching them as my hands clenched tightly around the railing until they turned white. My chest was boiling with anger, my eyes filled with fire and I was ready to burn them.

Why the fuck does she always try to get attention from any man like an attention seeking whore?

My jaw clenched as I stepped forward like I wanted to jump the railing when he touched her hair and put it behind her ear. And she smiled, laughing at something he said.

How they fuck are they this close? Acting like some lovers.

Dante took her hand in his as he took a flower...