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Let It Out

ZIRA

Isabella dragged me out of the room, still in my towel, towards her car. The farther I got away from the room, the better I started feeling. It felt like the pressure was lighter than before, and I didn’t feel the urge to rip out someone’s throat. What the hell was going on?

We got into the car, and Isabella quickly pulled off. But it wasn’t before we heard Isaiah growl the loudest I had ever heard. I looked back, thinking I would see him chasing the car. I bet he was coming for me, and I was scared, but my anger wouldn’t let me show it.

“My stuff?! It’s still in the room,” I remembered.

“Fuck your stuff, Zira. What the hell was that!” Isabella yelled. “And what is going on with your eyes right now?”

I pulled down the car visor and noticed my eyes were red, just like Isaiah’s, but they were slowly returning to normal. I sat down in the seat as my breathing started to increase.

“I don’t know, Isa. I don’t know why I was so angry back there. I guess...I had a lot on my
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