Amelia's POV
We all were sitting there. Waiting for Alex to return with his love, Nia. Antonio and I were sitting on the love seat while Trinity kept shooting daggers at me when she kept getting a glance of Antonio and my hand were intertwined. Jealous much? This girl clearly wants what I have currently. She keeps starring at me like my warning meant nothing to her. I think that's why Antonio is holding my hand. To make me not jump at this girl.
Yeah, I changed but I still will fight someone, okay? Maurice was sitting on the opposite couch of Trinity, legs spread, with his eyes not even on the girl, but on the men behind her. They were standing there, fist boiled and their standing postition was not the one to give off the friendly vibe. They vibe they were giving off was completely ho
