Bree's POV
I walked into the room with the cup of coffee and as expected, I found him sitting and staring at her.
For a moment, I pushed by the door and looked at him - Kurt.
I don't know what the hell happened. He just returned home last night with the Olivia girl wounded and unconscious, and since then, he hasn't left her side. He's just been sitting in front of the bed, staring into her face.
I gulped down nothing and walked into the room.
"Uh...sir, I've gotten your coffee ready," I said with a slight bow and he signed.
"You can live it there on the table, he said without looking at me and I bowed and reached for the table.
What is it about this girl, huh! why does she want to ruin my plans?
I mean, Kurt has been paying attention to her. He never uses a lady more than once, but with this Olivia, it's different.
I had many dreams;
I've been praying for the day he'd finally get to like me, but this Olivia of a girl is trying to make all my efforts go down the drain.
I angril
