27: Ashley

"Boyfriend...?" Mystique felt a shank skewering through her heart as that word sink deeply into her heart, but she managed to maintain her angry face, she would never let them see her dissembler.

The lady scoffed again, crossing her hands over her chest. "And who are you?"

That question strikes her hard. Who was she in the man's life? What right did she have in his life? she was only carrying his child. What right did she have to be jealous of the other person had a girlfriend? "Oh, I didn't realize. I apologize" she said, sadness growing deep in her eyes as they got teary, thankfully, her voice didn't waver as she had expected. "I will give you space to talk, I'll be in the car" 

She veered and raced out from the store, slurring over the calls of Damien, who stood up to run after her but the lady held back his hand. He reeled to her and gave her a blank and stoic look. He immediately tore her hand off his wri