63MONICA’S POV.
She looked even more annoying than a fly at that moment and I desperately wanted to hit her till I was satisfied, probably till she was blinded by the blood pouring from her own onto her face.
Her eyes radiated with fear and she looked like she had just gotten the hang of things.
“Tell me exactly what you want in Lucien. He’s too good for you. He’s not in your league. He’s for me. He’s mine! I adored him for years and longed for a single kind word from him. I had all his pictures and videos on my wall. I liked all his pictures on all the social media he had, and even if he didn’t post much of himself, that didn’t stop me from leaving a comment on every single thing he posted, and then you come along. What? You want to be his? You want to stay by his side? Those lovesick
