A FEW MINUTES AFTER she argued with Rome, Margaux found herself sitting in their living room. Her mind was a mess. She thought that both Rome’s and Alberta’s reactions were weird. However, she didn’t want to deal with them now since Greg was here.
"What are you doing here?" she spat, giving the man before her a disdained look.
She had always known Greg to be a neat-to-the-dot type of guy. Thus, she almost didn’t recognize him when she came into their living room. He was outright messy today— a wrinkled shirt, a tired face, and unruly hair. No wonder Rome called him garbage.
"I came for you." Greg’s voice was low when he answered. He then pushed the box of roses across the coffee table towards her.
Following the box with her eyes, Margaux faked a laugh and then turned back at him. "Are
