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(Dylan's POV)

I put my car in the garage. Derederitso I enter the house with the special halo-halo and fries that I bought.

"Blake who is that?" Cami asked the man. He must have just come out of the kitchen because he was still holding a spoon.

I don't know what I'm feeling, it's like I'm cold, it's like the air conditioner isn't on.

"Oh, Dylan? What brings you here?" Cami asked in surprise when she saw me.

"Cami, you have to decide now. We have an agreement, don't we, but what is it? Who is it?" I asked while looking at the man.

"Dylan, Blake is mine,

"Yeah, I know." I didn't finish him yet. "So break up with him! I don't like him, he looks like a loser and looks like he has a tattoo, he'll probably hurt you. Okay, so listen to me. Break up with him!" I pointed out to the man with the tattoo that I can't get it, he looks like he hasn't finished the tattoo yet.

"You listen too, break up with Cami right now!" I stick to the man.

"Don't just decide on your own,