CINDRIX
I closed my eyes, trying to sleep but I can't. Damn! That girl is bothering me in my head. Where the hell is she now?
I took my phone again to checked the time. It's already quarter to nine.
Damn! What took her so long? Why is she not coming home yet? Tss!
So what? As if I care! Yeah, right! I don't care!
Shaking my head, I throw my phone on the other side of my bed and I shoved my face on my pillow. I closed my eyes again.
But damn it!
What damn took her so long in that house?
I took my phone again and checked if there’s texts from her but none. That girl... she didn’t even text me, huh? Is she enjoying with that guy, huh?
Just then, what Paul said earlier sank into my mind. Tss!
/“First of all, she is not your real girlfriend so you don’t have the right to get
