~ Seth's POV ~
How does it matter to me wherever she is going with that brother of mine? She could do anything that she wanted to do. As if I care about her.
I still can't forget how she insulted me in front of others. She agreed that she cheated on me. She did say that I am a nobody in her life, and she didn't need to explain herself to me.
I could see everything clearly, so why can't I stop thinking about her? Why do I feel so suffocated whenever she is not by my side?
The voices inside my head keep telling me to claim her even though I could not smell her scent.
How could that girl who used to stutter when I got close to her suddenly become so important to me?
I could tell everything to our father, and he would then surely realize that his perfect son was not that perfect aft
