"I knew someone else was in that house. The old hag wouldn't let me go to his room. She's in on this too! " Loo yelled as she paced back and forth in Sentinel's living room. The veins around her neck were popping out as she complained and cursed. Her forehead glistened with sweat even with the whole place fully air-conditioned.
"You need to calm down, Loo. You're taking this too far." Sentinel said.
"Stop saying that! You're not the one whose man is about to be stolen, are you? "
" Sometimes I wonder if this man of yours is really yours. He doesn't seem to know he belongs to you. You're blinded by your obsession with him. You're plainly obsessed!"
Loo shot him glares. If looks could kill, Sentinel would have a hundred daggers in his chest by now.
"I love him!" She snapped.
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