I walked out of class to see Matthew flirting. With Claris.

I bit back a sob as I watched them talk and laugh. And how they caressed each other. And I finally knew what and how I needed to do it.

I needed to end this.

I strutted up to Matthew and caught his attention. Seeing me, he guiltily dropped Claris's hand.

"Oh, hey Zann. I, um. I..." He stuttered.
I slapped his face and hissed," Don't try explaining. I don't need this."

And with that, I left, my heart in pieces and still whole somehow. I felt lighter. And I could finally choose.