CHAPTER 71

• "Yes Zander? Tell me, what is it that brings you here?" her voice sliced the quiet, thrilled and lingering air mercilessly, exasperation rippling midst her statement.
• It seemed peculiar to her that Zander came here. To her house. What for? To see her disheveled state post his friends troubled her? Or to see if she still was waiting for him like the previous time? Or was it because he wished to know how it felt to see your mate with a filthy bitch for a girlfriend, sitting in his lap?
• The remembrance of the morning incident only brought fresh tears and more and more vex to her. Her cheeks turned crimson, eyes oozing redness alongside a thick layer of glistening brine. It lingered at the edge of her lowered eyelashes, accumulating there before they cascaded below to the curves of her cheeks after transforming into a big thick droplet.