A middle-aged woman and a young man dashed over to my rescue. The woman hurled her bag of carrots at Lyle’s head and I took the opportunity to step on his toes.

 

“Damn right you’re sorry! Serves you right for trampling all over me!” I kicked him in his legs, and someone came over to stop Lyle from striking me.

 

A crowd started to gather around the scene and onlookers gesticulated as they engaged in hushed whispers. I covered my face and pretended to break into a sob as I said, “He doesn’t want to let me go after tearing off my clothes…”

“Don’t worry, Miss. We have reported this to the police.”

some reporters. They’re on their

to make the news, and hid behind the middle-aged woman who was still clutching on to her other

any people around, he would have beaten

want to hate him, but he was the one pestering me relentlessly. In the end, we ended up hating each other. Perhaps this was for the better since it was near impossible that we were going to stay

 

life would turn for the worse after leaving Lyle. I still have Christopher, and even if we did not end up together, at least I would have

the crowd, “Don’t listen to the nonsense that the woman spewed!

I shrieked, “Look at her! Isn’t she the new school artist, the one who ruined

 

with my remark, surrounding

and Crystal shot daggers at me. I waved gleefully at the two and

could still listen

she’s an artist. It’s my first time seeing

I read an article about her some time ago, and she said she has an aptitude for art. What a disgrace

a few more times with this carrot. I hate these homewreckers ruining families! Boy, protect

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