Lacy wiped her tears with a napkin and spoke softly. "Tears can make the wound worse."
Remi took the tissue from his hand and threw it away. How could he use tissues from my house?
Lacy’s face turned dark with rage. "Remi, do you have to act like a crazy person? Can't you just stop?"
"This is where I live. This is my house. Did you buy those tissues? You think you can just take what you want?”
Lacy’s flawless face contorted in anger. He took out his wallet and was ready to throw money in her face as a small act of retaliation. But when he opened it, it was empty. Not a single bill.
Remi noticed his face change and smiled. "Why don't you both just leave if you're so heartbroken over your lover? You can go to the hospital or that nice mansion of yours, whichever you like. Don't just
