Zara's pov
Lwazi walked back into the house, his eyes locked on mine with a mix of guilt and defiance. I stood tall, my anger still raging like a wildfire.
"u na le sebete sa ho hlaha mona" I spat, my voice venomous.
"ngiyazi ngimoshile, Zara. But please, let me explain," he pleaded.
But I was beyond listening. "hlalosa eng? How you humiliated me in public? Lwazilenkosi o robile dikano tsa rona"
My hands trembled with rage, and I grabbed his clothes from the closet and threw them out the door. "Get out!tloha ntlong ya ka!"
Lwazi tried to calm me down, but I was having none of it. I grabbed my phone and dialed my parents' number. "Mama, Papa, it's me. I need you."
The room was a blur as I continued to rage, my heart shattered into a million pieces. Lwazi tried to approach me, but I warned him off, my finger pointed like a dagger.
"Don't come near me, ingulube yendoda!
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