“If I’m pathetic, then what are you? Delusional?” “If you don’t tell me, I’m walking out right now. Who was it? Who took my fucking place?” “No one.” His eyes widen and his grip loosens around my hair, even as he keeps me in place. “Really?” “Really.” “No one came here?” “No.” “Why?” Because this is our place and no one else is allowed in it.
