CHAPTER 6
Author: Shabnam Tiwana
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-29 19:42:56
Xavier slammed his fist into the steering wheel, his knuckles white, and a barrage of profanities escaping his lips. His frustration was palpable, and his father was the epicenter of it all.

"Fuck!" he roared, raining blows upon the unyielding wheel, the remnants of his heated exchange with his father coursing through his veins. Finally, he halted, his labored breathing syncing with the rhythm of his racing thoughts. Through the windshield, the oncoming traffic appeared as a blurry tableau.

His head shook, desperate to find an escape from this mess.

"Relax, buddy, just breathe," Alex, offered with a concerned look.

"Relax! Seriously, Alex, you want me to relax? My life is spinning out of control. My dad has lost his mind. I can't believe he's forcing me into this," Xavier hissed, his frustration palpable as he struck the steering wheel again.

"I tried to forget everything for a couple of hours at the club, but it's not helping. This Aurora girl is driving me insane."

Xavier's face dis
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