"Trevon, you saw it, right? That woman isn't Selena at all. If she really were Selena, she wouldn't abandon Lottie like that. "
Joanna had deliberately performed that test, wanting Trevon to face reality.
The man's face grew increasingly dark. He looked coldly at Joanna, "I never said she was Selena. "
"But your actions clearly show you think she is, " Joanna's voice softened slightly.
With Selena gone, her mood had calmed, and she realized her behavior just now had been rather irrational.
"What? Now you're trying to control my thoughts too?" The man scoffed.
"I'm not. " Joanna puffed out her cheeks. "Don't you know by now? I'm just so afraid of losing you. "
Trevon's eyes narrowed slightly. He was tired of hearing that line.
He bent down, picking up the still—sobbing littl
