DEMI
"You've got some nerve showing up here." The sight of William next to my car at the parking lot both frightens and infuriates me.
I halt in my track and scan the area. There are a few people getting into their cars and speeding off. There are also cameras down here. I continue to survey the place nonetheless, ignoring the small smirk on William's face.
"C'mon Demi, I'm not a monster. I just want to talk."
"Talk? You and I might have different interpretations of that word." I stubbornly cement my feet a few meters from him.
"I can't talk to you on a private and sensitive matter if you're standing all the way over there, unless you want me to scream at the top of my lungs how sorry I am for being immature about our breakup and recount how lost and heartbroken I felt when you jilted me. Is that a story you'd like your colleagues to hear?" I shift uneasily before trudging closer.
