Barbie pushed Mark away, her brows furrowing as she tried to process the situation unfolding before her. "What's wrong with you?" she yelled, her voice filled with a mix of frustration and confusion.
Mark frowned, not understanding her reaction. "What do you mean, babygirl?" he asked, his tone tinged with concern.
Barbie took a deep breath, gathering her thoughts. "First of all, we're not together anymore," she stated firmly. "And secondly, you were mad at me just a minute ago and then I saw you taking pictures with those girls."
A mischievous smirk played on Mark's lips as he asked, "Were you jealous, babygirl?"
Barbie scowled at his audacity, unable to comprehend why he would ask such a question instead of addressing her concerns. "What?" she spat out, her disbelief evident in her voice.
