“What are you doing, Mate? You shouldn’t take care of anything about her,” Terrence insisted in annoyance.

I scoff. “I’m trying to be nice, Love. See, maybe she makes me an object of troll. But we shouldn’t treat her like that. And listen, we shouldn’t be a grunge person.” 

Terrence takes a deep sigh. He looked so depressed at that time. “What are you saying? You want to make a—” 

“Please … we don’t know what she has through after the problem has happened. We don’t know what the problem is until she has to through a difficult living path. See, she looks like a miserable werewolf. No, I don’t...