The Waiting Storm

DAPHNE

I stormed out of the luxurious lounge. My high heels struck the hard pavement with sharp, angry snaps. The cool night air whipped against my bare shoulders. The wind offered zero relief for the fire burning in my chest. Dominic had hauled me out of the house against my will just to attend this farce of a dinner. He tried to placate me with ridiculous, expensive gifts earlier in the day. He