Ace scoffed. "What did you just say?" He inquired, his voice shrill.
"You heard exactly what I just said." I sneered, and with that, I was fully prepared to enter my sister's room.
"My grandmother was correct after all." Ace mumbled, but his outburst was loud enough for me to hear.
"I guess she is." I sneered, because I don't have time for his useless nonsense.
Ace is currently acting like a psychopath. "You really have no manners." He stated, and I agreed once more. "I believe I don't," I declare.
If he thinks I'll go against any word he says, he's insane.
"Natasha!" Ace called out my name. "Huh?" I mumble, my gaze questioning.
I can tell Ace is deeply hurt by my behavior just by staring at him.
I didn't say anything bad to him, and besides, he was the one who started the insult. "How come you have different personalities?" Ace's voice is calm, but he demands an answer.
