77: Don't Touch Me na Khrab!

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Cooheart's POV


I've had enough! I've been trying to be a good, understanding boyfriend to Title but things has been going out of hands. It's not funny anymore.


I slam the bedroom door of my boyfriend's room pretty hard which makes him jump up from his bed as soon as I enter, "Cooheart!" he sounds so shocked but I ignored it and close the door loudly again. I don't care if his parents are here or not. I didn't travel for hours and hours just to receive a 'Cooheart!' only from him. I folded my hands on my chest and tap my left foot on the floor, "What's wrong?" he asked, calmer this time.


He tried to reach out my arm but I dodged it, "Don't touch me na khrab!" I said firmly as I see my boiling point already. "Why na khrab? What's wrong?" and he asked again but this is making me angrier. Because it seems like he doesn't care and only I make this a big deal. I unfolded my hand and grab my phone on my back pocket, "Well—" I said before clicking an application on my phone and before showing it to him, "We need to talk na khrab about this—" I tap next on my phone without looking, "And this—" and one more time, "And this!" and I can feel my vision getting blurry from too much anger.

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