Uncontroled emotional anger

Larisa’s pov

There was an indescribable tension in my heart the moment Taylor pointed at Dylan's wristwatch. All my stubbornness vanished instantly, as if Taylor had uncovered everything we had done the previous night. My suspicions arose when I woke up to find my phone in his hand and later discovered that it was Dylan, his twin brother who had called. Then Taylor repeatedly questioned me about what I was hiding. During that time, I felt immense sadness, knowing that Dylan had left and I might never see him again. With a worried heart and restless soul, the wristwatch entered the scene.

For the first few seconds, I was at a loss. If Taylor could read my mind, he would have sensed the rise in my blood pressure, coursing through my veins. Still contemplating, Taylor, thinking I was still half-asleep, unintentionally helped me with his next statement.

"You must have forgotten to give Dylan back his wristwatch. Was it weighing his hand down while he was dancing?" He chuckled. Tha