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“What do you mean you weren't on track with her?” I questioned him, surprisingly.

“Is she not your girlfriend?” I threw at him, chopping the last tomatoes.

“And how many times do I have to tell you, she isn't my girlfriend?” Ryan shot back, and I stopped chopping and turned around to face him with a disapproved look.

“But you do know, she loves you,” I frowned, folding my arms on my chest, if he wasn't serious with her then he should stop toying with her feelings.

“Ley, can we not talk about this?” He sighed in frustration, raking his fingers through his hair, and gave me those usually tired looks in his eyes.

“If you are not interested in her, then stop toying with her,” I glared at him.

“Excuse me? I'm not toying with her, she knows how I feel with her, she's just being clingy, it's her not me,” Ryan implied, giving me an irritated look and I sighed.

Ryan began walking closer to me, “I continue with the chopping,” He said, and I turned around immediately.

“No, I'll finish it,” I tol