“Choose, Lucas. Me, or Charlotte?” I asked in a calm manner, startling everyone in the room. Irene must've been looking at me like I was a madman. On the other hand, Charlotte looked at me with disbelief, definitely not expecting me to say that after everything that had happened.
"W-what?! Zai!" Irene exclaimed, strongly disagreeing with what I just said. I'm sure that if this keeps up, I am going to be the one with a red handprint on her cheek later.
"Lucas." I called to him once again. He has never moved an inch from where he was since earlier, and it looked like he had forgotten how to breathe.
You deserve this.
"What are you doing--" Charlotte asked, but I didn't let her continue speaking. A traitor's opinion and words aren't valid in this household.
"One last
