Chapter 9: Masks
Torin
I stroll into my apartment, ripping the mask and hoodie off and run my hands over my hair in frustration. Closing my eyes, I try to steady my thoughts, but all I can see is her. Her beautiful sweet mouth, her tight firm body, and her soulful eyes. Feeling rage overwhelm me, I move towards a wall and punch it hard. "FUCK!" I say, punching it a few more times. But the frustration remains. Not feeling any pain, I pull my bloody hand back and flex my fingers.
