I stormed down the dimly lit street, my heels clicking angrily against the cracked pavement as the evening breeze did nothing to cool the rage boiling inside me. The breakup with Mark still burned like acid in my veins. How dare that pathetic excuse for a man cheat on me and then throw those cruel words in my face? "You're always so fucking dry, Lisa. No wonder I can't even get it in without it hurting like hell. You might as well sign up as a nun because no real man will ever want that dead pussy of yours." His laughter still echoed in my head, mocking me. I was...