Mabel Quinn suddenly laughed, but her laughter was tinged with bitterness. She and he had gone in a circle, as if returning to the beginning, to the scene when he and she signed that so-called contract.
He could give her everything she wanted, except for love.
She suddenly pushed away from his embrace, one step, two steps, creating distance between them. "Kyle Kinston, don't you think it's selfish to say something like that? You don't love me, yet you won't let me love someone else. Sorry, I don't have time to play this game with you." She said, picking up her clothes and heading straight into the bathroom to change.
When she came out of the bathroom, he was still standing there, looking at his injured right hand.
"Did you bandage this for me?" he asked.
She was silent, only walking towards the door.
"My previous offer stands at any time. You can think about it!" he suddenly said.
