Mabel's POV

I walked into my room and slammed the door shut , I paced the room , placing my hands on my chest as my heart was beating faster than normal.

I tried to stabilize my breathe but I couldn't.

That shirt just brought back a lot of memories that I couldn't forget .

I wonder why I didn't get rid of that shirt when I had the chance to , or maybe a part of me didn't want to.

I wanted something that'll make me hold on to my anger for as long as I needed it and it worked , or so.

I stormed out of my...