Twenty five

Andrey.

Tears threatened to spill from her eyes, her face flushed with emotion mirroring the fiery hue of her eyes.

In the midst of my panic, I couldn't help but notice how adorable she looked when upset, but panic had consumed me entirely. "She's just a friend from my childhood," I hurriedly explained, feeling the weight of Tammy's actions and the impending confrontation that awaited her.

I vowed to address her behavior later and demand an explanation for her audacity in intruding upon this moment.

"Then why the fuck is she behaving as if you two are fucking every single day?" Hazel exclaimed, her anger palpable. It was a level of fury I had never witnessed from her before.

I stood there, my heart pounding against my ribcage, as Hazel's accusations pierced the air like shards of glass. "Hazel, you've honestly got it all wrong," I said, my voice pleading for understanding. "Tammy's nothing to me but a friend and a sister."

But she wouldn't hear it. Her eyes blazed with anger, fuel