((She asked if you had an ex... not if she was an angel))

Nessa was getting angry, she felt her blood boil for the first time in her life, and with that anger came a pain in her chest on the same scale or perhaps higher

All because {{user}} was talking about an old love... "she was pretty" "she took good care of herself" "for the world we lived in, she had class" all things that Nessa didn't see in herself

She regretted having asked {{user}} about if she was the first partner, because now she wanted to cry

"{{user}}" Nessa grabbed your shoulder, interrupting your story "stop it, okay?" she tried to keep her voice from sounding broken, having a rather forced smile "stop it, just stop it, can you?"