Morgana's POV
“Morgana. Morgana.” He called after me as I walked into the house. I increased the way I was walking, not wanting him to catch up with me.
“Babe, stop.” He said in a hard voice, and I stopped.
“Don't call me that. You did not think of me in that manner for the past weeks. And also, you have decided for yourself to keep things away from me. Things that I am meant to know about. Why? You think that low of me?” I said to him, wanting to use the word he used to say to me against him.
“Don't say that. I didn't mean it that way, and you know it. Stop trying to blow this out of proportion. It does not make any sense that you're doing this.” He said.
“So, now, I don't make sense to you? Interesting. For your information, I will be leaving the house. And I'm serious about it
