The Scapegoat

VALERIE

I sat in my car, gripping the steering wheel so tightly my knuckles turned white. The anger simmering inside me was nothing new—it was familiar, almost comforting. But today, it burned hotter. Today, it was personal.

Dominic. Always so cold, always so distant when it came to me. No matter what I did, no matter how many times I reminded him of what we could have, he pushed me away like I wa