I was wrong. Our relationship was never mendable from the start.
I don't know when it happened, but in a flash I had wrathfully translocated from the living room to the bed and dragged Ari off of him. I felt myself boiling with rage as I angrily glared at her, then at my hand, which uncontrollably slapped her cheek with full force.
"Do you finally hate me now?" She simply glared back at me while licking her lips as she stood tall, conceitedly.
"I can't believe you! We had an agreement on Sunday. You said you wouldn't touch him!" I shouted back, unable to keep my emotions in check. Did she really expect me to stand there and watch her do as she pleased? Why did Andrei even allow her to get so close?!
"I said I wouldn't touch him after the mission, which, by the way, you are still get
