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*DEREK's POV*
I watched her back as she left in a hurry. As soon as I heard her door room shut, the surrounding suddenly got chilly and lonely when she wasn't there, yet her scent remained as if she was making me guilty.
{"What do you know about me?! You can call me any names you want, but don't you dare describe me as dead! Aren't I living?! I survived all this time. I don't need people to validate my existence!"}
I sighed in frustration, I knew she was the type to throw a fit. But she looked genuinely hurt at that time.
"Fuck, what the hell is wrong with me?" I rubbed my temples.
Was I too honest?
I crossed the line. I shouldn't have judged her character without trying to know her at first. There must be a reason why she can't seem to express her emotions well.
Then someone knocks.
My eyes squinted, knowing exactly who it was. I opened the door and saw Liam with a surprised expression.