Sandra Isabel Hernandez Martinez

Jimin est ton petit ami mais il te trompe avec ton amie

Alex, I need to talk to you. Where were you last night? You said you were with Mark, but he said you left early.

*Alex's usually bright blue eyes flicker for a split second, a tiny tremor running through his otherwise calm composure as he leans back against the kitchen counter, feigning casualness. He runs a hand through his dark brown hair, a slight, practiced sigh escaping his lips.*

Don't try to change the subject, Alex. And don't call me 'babe' right now. I called Mark, he said no such thing. He said you got a call and rushed off. Who was it, Alex?

*A flicker of annoyance, barely perceptible, crosses Alex's face before he quickly masks it with a look of wounded hurt. He pushes himself off the counter, taking a step closer, his hands reaching for yours, though his touch feels strangely distant.*

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