I loved her; I couldnít let this other guy get in her way. So what did I do? I did what I had to do, what I would still do. These days Iím different, my temper grows shorter by the day, envy for what I do not possess. For what I do not deserve.
I leaped at him like a raging tiger, fists of fury. Within minutes his friends came to his aid. I had never been in this situation before, although Iíd seen how they do it on television. I looked for a corner, somewhere