"But how?"
Faye gently accused her, "But you were sent by heaven to torment me. If possible, I'd love for us to switch roles, have you chase me relentlessly, while I just ignore you."
Tessa Caldwell widened her eyes, "Chase me? When did you chase me? Wasn't it always me chasing you?"
"Wait..." Suddenly realizing something, she said speechlessly, "Why does this feel reversed? Didn't we get our lines mixed up? This kind of complaint should be mine, right? Don't forget, you're the one asking for a divorce now, with your cold aloofness."
"Who brought up the divorce first?" Faye countered.
Tessa's righteous stance immediately crumbled, muttering a single word, "Me..."
Faye returned to normal as if the earlier him was just an illusion, "Then how do you have the nerve to use these words against me..."
Tessa pouted, hurriedly getting off the bed.
