MARCELLO
My blood ran cold as I heard Xyra's words. I tried to calm my flaring nerves so as not to appear overly concerned, but I couldn't if I was indeed concerned. I couldn't contain my disappointment.
Xander had completely shattered her trust and had almost broken her spirit, and yet, she was kissing him in the bathroom? Well, only the kissing part was captured, who knew whether they did more than that?
“Who I make out with is absolutely none of your business, Marcello. You don't get to decide that. And maybe if you allow me to explain, you-”
I interrupted her speech before she could finish. “Explain what, Xyra? You're unbelievable, you know that. I have no business with whom you make out with, but would you please, not allow him to hurt you again? Hasn't he already done enough?”
