Octava’s pov“I’ll be going now,” I said to Elma and Jakeson as I walked to the sliding door.But then someone held my arm, keeping me in place. I frowned. I didn’t like where this was going. I hated it. The way he was holding me like I was part of his possession, it hurt me. I turned to him.“What’s the meaning of this? Let me go.”Hesitation showed in his eyes as he shook his head.“Why are you acting this way? We aren’t done talking.”“And how am I acting? You seem to be the, what do we call you? The expert on how I’m supposed to be acting? Listen, man, I have a lot of things to do in there, alright? You and your… partner here have so many things to do.”“She isn’t… my partner.”But as usual, I didn’t believe a word of what he said.“Okay, fine. Let’s say she’s not your partner, what is she?”Elma was still standing at the door.“I’m here you know.”But we both ignore her.“If you people are looking for a fight, I am not going to give you one because I don’t have any left in me to
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