IF Camilla’s pen name in the game is I am not the fairytale, then my pen name should be I am not a f.ucking property for anyone to have a claim on me.
That’s the only thing running on my head while looking at Sam, who has his arms crossed over his chest while staring intently at me. He was tapping his left shoulder using his right finger as he raised his brow, waiting for me to speak.
The loud noises and the intoxicated people at this bar don’t seem to bother us. If he was waiting for me to say something, well, I was waiting for him to take back what he had just said earlier, but nothing came. He was just staring at me like we were playing a staring game here.
“Do you really think that I am a f.ucking property that you can claim whenever you want, and you can dispose of when you don’t w
