The Love that Never Really Dies (Sasha and Sebastian)

The anxious Sasha started pacing back and forth in the room. She asked, “Lennie, are you sure he’s going to be fine on his own? Will anything bad happen to him?”

Lance, who was lying on the couch, furrowed his brows when he heard Sasha’s question. His abysmal pair of eyes flickered as he answered her query in a sarcastic manner, “If you’re worried about him, why don’t you hail a cab and go after him? I’m pretty sure you’ll make it in time if you depart immediately.”

Alright, what the heck is wrong with him? Why won’t he stop picking on me?

Instead of starting a fight, she got herself something to eat to make the most out of her limited time.

“Lennie, grab something to eat! I’m sure you’re starving after such a long flight!”

“Thanks, but no thanks.”

Lance, who was seated on the couch, had his eyes glued to his phone with a frown as though he was occupied with something important.

Sasha wondered if he was in the middle of another game. In the end, she placed his favorite sandwich and a cup of milk in front of him.

In order to get herself ready for the appointment with her client, she headed into the bathroom to take a shower.

Buzz! Buzz!

All of a sudden, the phone she left behind started ringing.

Lance looked up and finally strode over after a few seconds since the caller showed no signs of giving up.

“Hello?”

moment he picked up the phone, Solomon asked,

the bathroom and queried with a serious

you get your cousin over at once? I

sentence as Lance brought the conversation to an abrupt

he just hang up my call? What on earth is wrong with him? Is he out of his

but I’m in the middle of something

out of the bathroom, noticed that someone

looked at Lance and asked,

Sasha in the dark, so he answered with a deadpan

Solomon?

bathrobe, continued drying her hair and asked,

a whiff

stared at the woman in front of him with his mouth agape while she asked, “Hello? Has he

unaware of Lance’s odd expression as the only

they suddenly heard someone

come to her senses, Lance, who was seated on the couch, dragged her into

“Get dressed

“Huh?”

was utterly dumbfounded while the young man handed her a few garments as soon as he finished

always been such a control freak? What’s wrong with wearing

way into the room. When he saw Lance strolling on his phone languidly with his legs

“Lance, what exactly are you up to? Why did you hang up my call? Weren’t

Should I have handed her the phone