Puck me. I’m yours
"It's not news; we broke up already, and since this was a contract to begin with, it's only right everyone stops shipping us."
Amara let out a heavy sigh but didn't argue about it. "I hate that you don't want me to do anything to him," she complained.
I simply shrugged. "Why act against Liam when he gave me everything a three-year relationship didn't?"
"Yeah, that's true," Amara murmured, her voice carrying a glint of happiness. Her tone too had changed, far different from the indifferent scoff she would constantly give at the mention of Marcus Webb.
"If you need anything, let me know." I smiled.