Eren's face twisted in rage, his knuckles whitening around the hilt of his sword. "What did you just say? Girlfriend?"
Ashen smirked, pulling Sasha closer. "Yes. Mine."
Sasha stiffened in his arms, her tear-streaked face flashing confusion—then reluctant understanding. She gave a tiny nod, playing along.
Eren's laugh was jagged. "So this is why she said that in recording, she rejected me! You—!"
"What exactly did she say?" Ashen interrupted, though he already knew.
Eren's voice dripped venom. "'I'd rather die than be bound to you.' Someone recorded it. Now I see why—she's already your whore!"
Ashen's shadow lashed out, slicing the air inches from Eren's throat. "Careful. That's my girlfriend you're insulting."
Eren added with full of emotions "wont understand for 2 weeks i have been observing her i had interest in her I wanted her I loved her.
