EPILOGUE

"NO WAY! Listen to this, ahem! My face is like an exam, people don't even want to look or think about it!" Ione said in a high pitched voice, as if squealing to get everyone's attention. 

"What? That's the best you can do? Oh please, listen to this! Ahem, Alexa says your broken butt can't even afford me!" Cryx added after he tossed his phone aside in the couch and rolled his eyes sarcastically. Ione got mad and threw a book in his face. Pfft. Classic Ione!

"Ugh! So annoying, I can do better!" She countered. 

"Oh, really? Then let's hear it. Maybe you're just all talk and no show!" Cryx smirked and pointed his index finger at her. 

"Just like your flirting skills, your skin is also a failure! Gosh, what lien lotion are you using?" Ione smirked and Cryx trembled. The last thing Cryx wants to hear is someone talking ill about his flirting skills when he's a known playboy. I mean, he dated models and actresse