Taishi clasped the shirt in his hands and growled angrily, this was a man's shirt and it definitely didn't belong to him. Was it possible that in the months him and Marley were broken up she had found herself in the arms of another man?
The man tossed the shirt away angrily and continued prowling though the wardrobe, he then came across another male item that didn't belong to him, a pair of black jeans.
"Who is this guy?" Taishi heaved in anger.
"Tai?"
Marley picked the shirt on the floor and studied it, "is this yours? Why are you throwing it away?" She brought the shirt to her face and the faint musk that covered it wafted into her nose.
This scent, it was so familiar, so beautiful.
In a panic, Taishi snatch the shirt away from Marley and folded it up, "yeah I can't believe you still have it," Taishi spoke in a panic, "it's really old now so I might just throw it away."
"Wait!"
