Chapitre 70: CHAPTER 70

　　Feelings he rejected and told me to stop, but now are a problem because Jordan is hanging over me.

　　What even is that?

　　I type like a crazy woman trying to stab my fingers through the screen and send him a response.

　　“I can date and hang with whoever I want, seeing as my confession was rejected, and now I think I’m over it. Don’t dare come at me when your choices of lover are the scraping-the-barrel variety!”

　　I’m furious, blood bubbling in my veins, and Elisa sits quietly before taking my cell from me when I hold it out as a way of explanation. I have no words while I am sitting here stewing with rage. My head is bubbling with blood rushing through my ears, and my body tingles with excess nervous energy. I wish that dumb asshole were here tonight so I could march to him and have this out face-to-face. Not an hour away in some cabin hiding behind texts.