Morning workouts go wrong
(Vivienne)
I took long angry strides towards where the man was. I hated anyone ordering me around and Victor was taking advantage of my fear of him to such a length.
I wasn't going to take his orders anymore. Yes, I was his surrogate but I had the rights over myself and what I chose to wear however now he was getting rid of my closet for his selfish gain. If he didn't like how I dressed then that was on him not me and upon taking a left turn and entered the quiet passage which was a little dim with beautiful lighting. I put on an aggressive facial expression that screamed murder. I did not get angry very easily but I failed to understand why rage was boiling inside of me