THALIA'S POV
"How long exactly do you intend to remain like that?" Dorian asked, his expression one of irritation as he stared at the knife in Allana's hand.
"For as long as I have to, Dorian. For as long as it takes for you to get it into your thick skull that you cannot be here. Turn around and get the hell out of this house!" Allana yelled angrily, her hand tightening on the knife handle.
This is crazy. It's been like this for the past couple of minutes. It's been over half an hour since we opened the door to find Dorian standing there. At first, we were all too shocked to react and just stood staring at him like a bunch of idiots. It took us a couple of minutes to recover from the shock. But as soon as we did, Allana immediately ran to the kitchen, returning with a large knife that
