I made a choice—a cowardly one, maybe, but it was the only thing I could think of.
As the boys left her crumpled and humiliated, I pulled out the small amount of cash I'd brought with me. It wasn't much, just enough for a few supplies, but it would have to do.
I could sacrifice that for her. Quietly, I approached her, careful not to be seen. She was sitting on the ground, her head in her hands, and I couldn't bring myself to say anything.
Instead, I dropped the money beside her and disappeared into the crowd before she could look up.
However, it wouldn't end here. Those pricks, I'd definitely teach them the lesson of their lives. Maybe not in the open, but they needed to pay.
How could he do that? Kiss her? The image of him forcefully planting those ugly lips of his on hers while his friends stood back and watched would forever haunt me if I didn't do something.
