AARÓN CONNOR.

OREGÓN-PORTLAND.

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My hands tighten fiercely on the steering wheel, my knuckles turningd white from the pressure, as I drive down the dark road, the dashboard lights casting a dim glow inside the car. The silence within is heavy — thick with everything I can’t put into words, with everything she also can’t say — and all you can hear is the deafening roar of the engine.

The crunch of pavement beneath the tires, the wind whistling through the half-open window… I glance at her from the corner of my eye, picturing her with that bastard — the first thought that crossed my mind was to end that miserable fucker. No one in this goddamn world touches what’s mine. What belongs to me. And I still don’t know how the hell I managed to hold myself back, with the burning urge I had to tear him apart. The moment I called her, I knew something was off. Just from the way she spoke, from the way her breathing sounded — I knew she was h