ALINA'S POV
"What is my problem with you?" He repeated, voice lazy. "What makes you feel I have a problem at all? Why will I?"
"Because you're trying to make things difficult!" I snapped, "I know what you're doing. I can see it clearly. And even if I don't understand why, I'd like to stop. Say what's on your mind and stop behaving like a child."
"Or else what?"He taunted, sitting up fully now. "You want me to stop what I'm doing, else what? What are you going to do about it?"
"What do you mean what I'm goi—
"You'll run away?" He cut in, "You'll hide. Isn't it? See you're the one behaving like a child here. Something's not going your way, you storm in here and throw tantrums. What, Oxygen is too much for you?"
What the hell is he saying?
"If Oxygen is too much for you, why did you m
