Jacqueline clenched her fists tightly, her nails digging into her palms.

“Tessa, I will make you disappear one day!”

…

Late at night, a phone call woke Tessa.

She fumbled under her pillow for her phone, barely managing to squint her eyes open. In a daze, she answered a call.

A burst of loud, chaotic noises came through almost immediately.

Tessa clicked her tongue in annoyance, moving the phone away as she was irritated.

“Who is it?” she asked impatiently, her tone full of frustration at being disturbed late at night.

The person on the other end did not respond.

“Say something!”

Still, there was no response.

Only the sound of muffled noise came through.

Tessa struggled to keep her eyes open and glanced at her phone.

It was an unfamiliar number.

“Zachary?” she asked impatiently.

Finally, there was a response on the other end.

Zachary’s voice sounded hoarse, thick with drunken slurs. “Tessa,& feel terrible. Why won’t you even notice me? I truly love you. Please, just look at me. I feel awful being ignored.”

Tessa’s anger reached its peak at that moment.

She had trouble sleeping and found it difficult to rest.

After finally drifting off and even having a pleasant dream, she was rudely awakened by Zachary’s phone call. She had to work the next day!

Initially, she intended to hang up right away. But her anger got the better of her. She was too annoyed to let it go without scolding him.

“Zachary, are you out of your mind? If you feet so terrible, just go ahead and diezin a ditch somewhere! Stop bothering me, would you? And stop disgusting me every single day. Just get lost!”

Instead of getting angry at her harsh words, Zachary chuckled. “Tessa, I think I really am sick. Because all can think about is you. I do want to die. It hurts so much that you don’t love me. I feel like dying, but if I die, I will never see you again.”

“Crazy shit!” Tessa shouted before hanging up. She pressed the silent button on the side of her phone, flipped it over, and went back to sleep.

At a bar somewhere, Zachary was completely drunk.

Two flamboyant women sat on either side of him, both leaning into him.

“Hey darling, you’re drunk. Let me take you somewhere to rest.” The woman on the left cooed, sliding a hand across his chest.

“Babe, let me keep you company tonight.” The woman on the right purred, her tone seductive and enticing as she pressed against him.

Wendy arrived to witness this scene.

“Get lost!” she shouted furiously. “Get lost and stop flirting with my man!”

The two saw the rage and wrath of the “main girl”. They then immediately stood up and left in a hurry. Wendy glared at the thoroughly drunk Zachary. After a struggle to suppress her anger, she took a deep breath, hoisted him up, and helped him out of the bar.