Austin
Anger consumes you. It’s like a fire that ignites and flares the moment something aggravates it. I was seeing red; I was on fire. But I needed to real it in. I needed to control myself and take the anger down before I do and say something I regret. I held that magazine in my hands and looked at the picture closely. I chuckled to myself, knowing this wasn’t me. I instantly started to cool down but the look on Hannah’s face told me she didn’t find this amusing.
“Hannah. It’s not true.” I said flatly. I turned the magazine towards her and told her to look closely at the picture. The guy in the picture was shown behind Amber with him holding her from behind, looking down with his eyes shut. His hand was holding an engagement ring box and his wrist was expose
