“Your spot? Don’t see how this could be your spot. I mean, it doesn’t have your name written on it.” she responded, asking me with a savage look. A scowl was on her face and there was a hint of boldness running through. I couldn’t help but wonder what gave her the balls. My fists tightened and I clenched my teeth in anger.

But I didn’t just want to give her the satisfaction she wanted. Thus, I folded my arms, averting my face to Liam’s direction. I could not stand the sight of the both of them together, for some reason.

A part of me wanted to disfigure this doll...