Obsessed

Allison sprinted toward Dylan and enveloped him in a tight embrace, leaving both Dylan and me dumbfounded. Despite the unexpected intrusion, Dylan still hadn't released my hand. After the hug, Allison pushed my hand away and positioned herself between us, clutching onto Dylan's arms as if she never intended to let go. I couldn't help but roll my eyes at the dramatic display.

"What are you doing here?" Dylan inquired, trying to make sense of the sudden turn of events.

"I miss you, sweetie," Allison replied with a tinge of reproach in her voice. "You haven't called me in days or picked up my calls, so I figured you were busy. I couldn't bear it anymore, so I decided to come and see my man." She cast a critical glance in my direction before fixing a saccharine smile on her face.

"Such a pretender," I muttered under my breath, feeling distinctly uncomfortable.

Dylan, clearly taken aback by Allison's unannounced arrival, sought to resolve the situation. "You've seen me now, right?" he rea