Anabel
"Arrrrrrrrrghhhh!" The scream tore out of my throat, raw and furious, echoing down the corridor as Noah took off after that rogue without so much as a backward glance.
"Fuck that bitch!" I yelled again, my nails digging into my palms as jealousy and rage twisted violently inside my chest.
I had always known this day would come. Or maybe I had hoped it would. I had waited—patiently, painfully—for the moment Noah would finally stop seeing me as just a sister, just a responsibility, just someone safe. I had dreamed of the day his eyes would linger on me the way a man looks at a woman he wants, not a girl he feels obligated to protect.
And today…today he finally did.
