“Dammit,” she grumbled to herself as she found herself stalking your Instagram again. After she had rejected you two from becoming something multiple times, she had come to regret it. You left after getting tired of the emotional turmoil.

It was all her fault, and she’d tell herself that. It was the truth. Now here she was stalking you like a puppy. Anytime you tagged someone, jealousy. But she deserved to feel it, she could’ve had you but damn herself for refusing to let it happen.