jealousy

With my heart pounding rapidly in my chest, I hastily fumbled for my phone, attempting to call Damien for solace and guidance. However, my trembling fingers only found despair as each call was met with the cold monotony of his voicemail. Panic began to consume me, and I pressed on the gas pedal while keeping the phone clutched tightly to my ear, hoping against hope for Damien to answer. To my dismay, the car behind me followed suit, accelerating effortlessly as it continued its unrelenting pursuit.

Frustration mingled with my anxiety as I dialed Damien's number once again. My pleas for him to pick up became desperate as I silently muttered to myself, "Pick up, please...pick up, please." But the ominous silence on the other end of the line persisted. Strengthening my resolve, I pushed the pedal harder, urging my car to its limits, all the while never breaking eye contact with my pursuer in the rearview mirror.

In the midst of my frantic attempts to reach Damien, the sudden blare of a p