“What do you want?” Ariana rolled her eyes at him.
“Ahh!!.. I knew it. You’re bipolar” Martin joked.
“What!”
“The smile out there was fake. You don’t want me living here. You have a problem with that.”
“Am I gonna be normal if I didn’t have a problem with you living here? You don’t expect me to be happy about it” She replied sarcastically.
Martin nodded in understanding as he snickered. “That’s understandable”
“So? You gon’ leave or what?”
“Hhm hmm.” He nodded the negative. “No beautiful, I can’t do that..”
“Why can’t you?” She asked.
“Nothing.” He shrugged.
She huffed and walked further to walk out of the kitchen when he blocked her path again. She moved to the left and he followed, she moved to the right and he followed again, blocking her path. She felt exasperated beyon
