Thirty

Athena

I had never felt such a degree of irritation in my life. I felt like exploding and taking my anger out on Ivan. Instead, I dragged him by the hand, stomping against the pavement as we walked away.

I made sure that Cameron was not following us, and when I was satisfied with the distance, I stopped outside one of the classroom blocks. It was 10 p.m., and there was no one around.

My anger boiled over like a pot of boiling water. Ivan seemed nonchalant, his hair whipped by the wind, and he acted like he was doing me a favor. Breathless with rage, I poked his chest.

"How dare you!" I yelled, not caring that my voice was echoing into the night. "You have no right, no damn right, to expose a secret shared in confidence, no matter how angry you think you are!"

Ivan looked baffled and scratched his head. "What do you mean? I didn't say anything."

"Because I stopped you!" I snapped. "I don't know what right you think you have, but you have no right over me. None! You don't get to decide