Scar and his enemy continued to drink tea when Maureen left the room.
"So have you told her?"
Scar glanced up. "Told her what?"
"That you love her," he smirked, sipping his tea.
(Cause that's the tea sis. Sorry)
"Love her?" Scar repeated simply.
"Yeah. It's obvious. The way your eyes linger on her when she's in the room. The way you speak to her versus how you speak to everyone else."
Scar put down his tea. "I...love her?"
The man looked up incredulously. "Obviously."
"Then why do I do things that make her angry and sad?" Scar challenged.
The man shrugged. "Cause you're an asshole? I dunno. I'm not here to explore your psyche. I'm just telling you what I saw!"
"What your saying isn't true," Scar said.
"Look around. She's the only person here except the Butler. You don't invite
