I dashed my way through them, the slut-shamers, who were still laughing at the recent prank.
The recent 'joke'.
Tears fell from my eyes, like an open tap.
My heart suddenly ached again.
I fell short of breath.
It became difficult to breathe.
I got into my car, and took out the inhaler.
After a few seconds, I could breathe freely again.
If it wasn't for this disease, things would have been different.
Different between me and Zachary.