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"Stop following me!" Asher yelled, his patience running thin. He had let it slide for too long because she had done a lot for him.  But now she was everywhere, suffocating him. 

"I’m only trying to protect you," she responded. 

Asher sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I need some space, alright? I can take care of myself." 

She didn’t budge, and just kept staring at him with that same obsessive look, like she had no intention of leaving. 

"Is it because you’re strong now? Are you going to leave me because I'm no use to you anymore?” Her voice had turned cold, sharp enough to cut through the silence. 

“Of course not, you know that’s not the reason…”

“Then why do you want me to stop following you?”

“I’m just going to the restroom, for God’s sake!” He massaged his temple, clearly at his wit’s end.

“Oh, you should have said that earlier.” She giggled, the earlier tension melting away.

“I did,” he sighed in defeat.

My Supernatural Girlfriends Spoils Me Rotten

None could tell, for they were too weak to sense it, but he could feel it—a presence, growing restless and preparing to strike the moment it detected its host in danger.

Every second that passed, it grew more intense, and if her fear reached a breaking point, it would trigger a huge explosion.

It would be so strong that the only thing he could do was teleport away, powerless to stop it—watching as the city was torn apart, all because of a love quarrel.

But to her, his reassurance only deepened her feelings for him. She has a massive crush on him five years ago, but she was too immature to admit it.

Now, seeing him again after all this time, all those buried feelings resurfaced, flooding her with emotions she thought she outgrown.

'Maybe he liked me too,' she thought, her heart skipping a beat.

While she was preoccupied with her misunderstanding, Spike's patience snapped.

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