"So who is she?" the lady in black repeats, with fire in her eyes.
Gabriel Tan gazes at her dumbly, as if he has regressed back to his childhood.
"No, who is she, Gab?" Claire asks, regaining her bearings. She's not going to stand idly by while this woman, with all her annoying sense of self-entitlement, asks the burning questions. ""Who's this who thinks she owns you?"
Gabriel Tan sighs. "Claire, this is Michelle Alcantara, my ex. Michelle, this is Claire, my new girlfriend…Err, fiancée."
"Fiancée my ass," Michelle hisses. "I don't believe that. Stop playing your games, Gab. And let this poor girl go. She deserves better. She doesn't have to be part of your stupid pretend game."
"She's not pretending," Gabriel protests.
"I'm not pretending," Claire seconds.
As a response, Gabriel takes Claire by the waist and presses her body against his. "We are in love, Michelle. So please don't stand in the way of our love!"
