MARCEL'S POV
"Do you care to tell me what exactly this nonsense you keep sprouting means?" She asked, and her lips quivered as she spoke. I watched as she took slow steps away from me.
"I'm sorry, I should have told you; I shouldn't have lied my way into your life but you are special; you've always been special to me; I had to look out for you." I responded. I tried reaching for her arms, yet she shoved them off my grasps , snapping at the top of her voice before glaring wide-eyed at me.
"I want an explanation. I want you to tell me what all this mess is about. I want words from you, not this pity story filled with lies. So go on, Marcel. Tell me what you mean, that is, if Marcel is really your name to begin with."
I sensed anger in her words, and I cursed at Claire beneath m
