SATORI'S POV
Desperate was an understatement for how I felt at that moment.
Mark was mine, and mine alone. Why was this so hard for him to understand?
Why does he keep chasing after that cheap girl? Is there something she has that I don't?
Tears welled in my eyes. I quickly wiped my face before the waters came trickling.
“What's wrong?” A loud voice boomed into my ears. I jumped, startled.
Vesperus.
“Are you crying?” She asked, pulling towards me.
I wiped my face quickly, then shook hard. “Crying? Of course not!”
She stood akimbo, her face stern. “Then why do you have tears in your eyes? Tell me, what's wrong!”
There was no point lying to her again. She was my friend afterall.
“It's Mark?”
Her countenance hardened. “Mark? What's up with him?”
“Why can't he just love me? Ou
