She was mine
Margaret Mshe is mineshe will be minepretend you're minemeant to be mine
It was fairly dark and deserted in the parking lot by the time I got there and even though I knew well enough that roaming around outside by myself was a terrible idea, I still took my chances and prayed that I could reach the safety of the car in time before some drunk loser could see me and take advantage of my defenseless self.
It was worth the risk really, because I couldn't stand another minute in there, staring at Minho and his all so beautiful girlfriend making out right in front of me as if I wasn't laterally dying from the heartbreak his twin brother who by the way, is an exact carbon copy of him had me going through.
Seriously, Minho could be so insensitive sometimes.