Maurice
I was seething with anger as I stormed into my room, my blood boiling with frustration. How could Amira be so bold as to flirt with Zoro right under my nose? Didn't she know that he was off-limits to her? I clenched my fists in frustration, my mind racing with thoughts of how to deal with this infuriating situation.
As I threw my phone onto the bed, my mother, Marla, looked up from her spot on the sofa, her expression one of mild curiosity. She took a sip of her tea before asking me what had happened. I grabbed my phone again and thrust it towards her, the image of Amira and Zoro burning into my mind.
"Can you believe this?" I seethed, my voice dripping with anger. "Amira has the audacity to cozy up to Zoro, right after Crystal chose Zake over him!"
Marla rolled her eyes in res
