Thomas nodded and walked away, leaving Sonya alone with Louise. Sonya sighed hopeful that he understood. However, her moment of peace was short-lived because Louise had pushed her against a nearby shelf and gripped her tightly.
Sonya struggled to break free from his hold, her heart racing. She let out a gasp, "What are you doing? Please let me go and stop this."
Louise ignored her struggles and said, "Can't you talk to him without touching him? I could see his body light up like a Christmas tree as you messaged his shoulders."
"There is nothing as such," Sonya rolled her eyes, knowing Louise was simply acting jealous and possessive.
"If you are looking for someone to touch, I am right here," Louise said, glaring at her as he pulled her hand up in front of his face. "I do not want to see you touch any man, not even for a handshake."
