Benton
How could Sarah do this to me?
How could she blatantly flaunt that douchebag in front of my face?!
Okay, dragging her away from him was probably a little over the top, but Sarah is mine, and I will not stand by and watch another man put his hands on her in any way.
God, I haven’t so much as looked at another woman since the night I met Sarah. Okay, Sarah wasn’t to know that, but fu.ck!
I dragged Sarah into the ladies’ room and locked the door because I needed her to hear me out. Yeah, I was a dic.k to her again, and I ignored her concerns. I shouldn’t have done that; I should have made Sarah see that I don’t think she’s a whor.e, nor do I want to treat her as such.
I didn’t get a chance to tell Sarah how sorry I was for being vile. My head was all over the place thinking about
