Stalker

The room was thick with tension as Lydia and Jared faced off, the air crackling with the electricity of unresolved emotions. Accusations and bitter words hung in the charged atmosphere, forming a storm that threatened to engulf them.

Lydia tried to keep her composure. "Jared, we need to talk about this. Yelling won't solve anything."

Jared, however, was beyond reason, fueled by a toxic blend of jealousy and rage. "Talk? Do you think talking changes anything? You're just a damn prostitute, Lydia, and everyone knows it!"

Lydia's eyes flared with anger. "How dare you say that? After everything we've been through?"

Jared sneered, "Oh, we've been through a lot, haven't we? Your little secrets, your lies. I won't stand for it anymore."

The room seemed to shrink as their argument intensified. Lydia, unable to contain her frustration, slapped Jared across the face. The sound echoed, a sharp punctuation to their unravelling relationship.

Jared, stunned, touched his cheek, the sting of the slap
Continue to read this book on the App

Related Chapters

Latest Chapter