"Well, I had to come get you for training," Raphael groaned, effortlessly pushing her hands away. "Who knows? You might try to run off."
So that was the issue?!
This man was too disciplined for his own good. Or maybe he just really wanted to see Verena's "readings" of his future.
By now, students had started gathering, whispering amongst themselves as they watched what looked suspiciously like an ex-couple bickering.
"Yeah, well, you're giving them the wrong idea!" she hissed, glancing around at the growing audience.
"So?"
She clenched her fist. This smug bastard.
"Evelyn? Raphael?"
A quiet voice cut through the tension, making Verena freeze.
Turning their heads, they found Evelyn standing there, clutching her bag.
Verena swallowed hard.
Before she could say anything, Raphael wasted no time. "Oh, my love!" he declared, striding over and pulling Evelyn into his arms with a smirk directed straight at Verena.
This bitch is doing it on purpose.
