Morgan's point of view The dim glow of the bar did little to reduce the storm inside me even for a bit. I tilted my glass, watching the amber liquid swirl before downing it in one gulp. It burned my throat, but not enough to drown out the frustration biting me at my chest. "Ring, ring, ring."For the fifth time in ten minutes, my phone vibrated on the counter. It was Marrissa. I scoffed, shaking my head. “Oh, now she notices I’m gone. Now I’m worth talking to.” I gritted my teeth, tapping my fingers against the glass before signaling the bartender for another shot. He hesitated, eyeing me cautiously. "Are you okay, Morgan?" I sighed , not even sure how to answer that question. Before I could find the words, my phone buzzed again, but this time, it was a different number. “This must be Andre,” I whispered.I chuckle, flipping my phone over, I hold down the power button. My phone screen darkened, cutting off the ringing and switching off. “They can all go to hell for a
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