LYANNA'S POV.
His existence? What existence? Of course, I know he exists, what is he talking about?! I'm looking right at him, aren't I? I swear this man just looks around for reasons to blame me and make me look bad.
I let out a heavy sigh and reminded myself of the promise I'd made to myself earlier. I willed myself to be patient as I addressed him.
"Seriously Xander, what kind of a monster do you think I am exactly? How could you say that I don't believe you exist just because I didn't throw myself at you the minute you said something nice to me? Okay, fine, I know I make it my mission to purposely avoid you sometimes and even push you away, but that doesn't mean I don't acknowledge your existence, Xander. There's just too much on my mind sometimes that I just prefer to be alone, but
