Leila MorrowI am usually good at controlling my anger, but not today.I don't care if I'm embarrassing myself for my actions, but this is not my first time encountering someone like him. The difference is that his reaction was something that I didn't expect.He didn't even budge from his seat or even bother to look in my direction. He closed his eyes, and before he could react, I planned to run away, but he caught my forearm without looking at me. He pulled me to sit on an empty chair beside him that was already wet from the coke that I threw on him.His grip on my skin burned me, and my ass turned cold because of the coke. I tried to pull my arm away from him, but his grip was too firm for me even to slip.He got up and dragged me up.People saw the scene, but none of them said a word or even tried to help me. I wanted to kick him, which only made him turn to me.His eyes landed on my ID, which I always have wrapped around my neck. He kept dragging me, and when he found the nearest
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