"Vixen… YOU KNOW WHY I DO THAT! WHY ARE YOU BLAMING ME NOW?!" Brianna sobbed, standing up and pointing fingers at Vixen. Her hand trembled and she let her arm fall limply to her side. "I just want you to be happy. I JUST WANT YOU TO FREE YOUR HEAD! IS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK?! I-is t-that too much to ask?"
"It hasn't even been 7 minutes and you're already starting this? Do I look like I came to watch a drama? I came to do my job. Just like you do yours," Vixen muttered, his eyes glaring at Brianna, "you don't have to stick your nose in my business just because you feel like you knew me for longer. Time doesn't equal trust. Especially not if the person is spying on you."
Brianna broke down and cried, her body limply falling to the ground. "Just forget about it. Stop going missing, stop waiting, stop lamenting. She's not going to come back so what are you waiting for?"
