“You know better than to stare at a dragon, Cat!” Cat. It’s a fitting name for the way she’s sizing me up. “Wasn’t staring at the dragon,” the woman replies just loud enough that I barely make out the words. But she shifts her glare, aiming it at Xaden. “She’s striking, I’ll give you that.” What the fuck?
This is literally how it feels to go head to head with an ex; cat and xaden maybe used to be engaged? Or at least a thing
