“Athena!!! Open this damn door!” Austin kept banging on her door. He looked like he was ready to kill someone with his brows knitted together, his teeth gritting against each other, and his fists clenched.
Austin was about to kick open Athena’s door when she opened it, leaving his foot in the air.
“What?” she asked, nonchalantly.
He frowned. “What did that bastard say to you? Why are you acting like this? And what is this?” He looked at the luggage lined up alongside Athena’s bed. “Why are you packing your things? Where do you think you’re going? Do you think I will allow you to leave this place?” Athena chuckled at what he said like she heard him say something hilarious, making Austin frown in confusion.
