“Well, you look at her like a jealous man who clearly cares,” she replies with malice. “You should be grateful that she won't bother you. I really thought her attitude would be different, that she'd try to tie you to her somehow. At least I have to give her that. She wasn't a nuisance to us and didn't even make a fuss about the photos I sent her.”
I came to a screeching halt. I feel my blood boiling. Blake also stops, and her eyes widen with guilt, as if she suddenly realizes the big mistake she just made.
“What did you say, Blake?” I grab her by the elbow firmly and waited for the others to move on, distancing us from curious ears. “Repeat it!”
“You're hurting me!” She writhes, trying to break free, but my grip is firm.
“Repeat it!”
She hesitates for a second, but then sighs with ann
