ALI
In his room, the atmosphere turned tense as he confronted me. "What the f**k are you doing with Montejo?" he asked bluntly, his frustration evident.
Attempting to defuse the situation, I calmly reiterated, "I already told you, I bumped into him on my way to the restaurant, and he mentioned he's hungry, so we decided to go together." I couldn't fathom the source of his sudden anger, but I hoped to provide a straightforward explanation.
His irritation only intensified as he snapped, "What the f**k is he doing here? I didn't invite him." The sharpness in his tone left no room for ambiguity.
Confused by his strong reaction, I struggled to comprehend why my casual dinner plans with Magnus would trigger such anger. The room felt charged with tension, and I braced myself for whatever reve
