Jinn
My body shook in anger every time I recall how Dahlia was brightly smiling at the man who dropped her home last evening. Through the tinted windows of his car, I could only see the silhouettes and couldn’t make out his facial features. Friend or boyfriend, it did not seem to make any difference to me. Nothing calmed the feeling of fury building inside me. I had a very hard time falling asleep after having that argument with her.
I wished to scream at her face that I did not sleep with Harriot that night. I wanted to bang my head into the wall for not speaking anything when she accused me of having an affair. Many times that night, I resisted the urge to knock at her door and clear the misunderstanding she had in her mind. I wanted to tell her that I did not sleep with anyone aft
