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She sat there on the couch, watching him walk back and forth in the living room. He looks tensed and angry. He paused whenever he stopped talking to listen to what they were saying, then go ahead to pace around when he starts talking again.

He rubbed the bridge of his nose and cursed lowly. She had never seen him this angry. But his reason for being this way is understandable. His mother got engaged without even speaking to him first.

Shannon and Jim are not the same. They’re from two different worlds and he had tried to show her that since the day she started seeing him but she wouldn’t budge.

“I never stopped you from seeing any of your little human girlfriends. Why do I have to be the victim?” The pain in her voice made his body weak. He slumps down on the couch with a sigh. It was a sigh of defeat.

“Look, Max, I love you so much. And I appreciate that you’re looking after me—I really do. But I’m not a child, I know what I’m doing. Jim knows who I am and what I am. He accepts m