The flashing lights that almost blinded me.
The music playing in the background.
The glass in my hand.
The man whispering in my ear.
I remember it all.
Especially you.
The one across the room.
The one I was walking over to.
Not for love.
But for the Rolex on your wrist.
YOU ARE READING
Shoes & Cars
Short Storyɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇ ɪɴ sʜᴏᴏᴛɪɴɢ sᴛᴀʀs ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ᴅᴏ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇ ɪɴ sʜᴏᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴀʀs ••• Amanda Sterling doesn't believe in love. Relationships were used so that she could have new bags, shoes, cars, and dinners. She went with anyone that has enough money to sati...