Rafael’s POV

I knocked on the door. Her delicate voice rang out, asking, "Who is this?"

I clenched my fists. Ready to punch the bastard who's with her.

I knocked again. She opened the door slightly, stretched her head out, and opened her eyes wide. I could tell from the look on her face that she was surprised to see me standing here. I immediately pushed her to the side and barged in.

She slammed shut the door and followed me. My eyes wandered around the room. I asked in disdain, "Where's he?”

She crossed her arms over her chest, raised an eyebrow and asked, "Why do you ask? He...