71 — Let's sort things out

I cross my arms, looking at the arrogant expression on Chloe's face, at the way her eyes seem to burn in flames of anger. And I can't help but take a deep breath, trying to control my temper that's already about to explode.

How do things always end up this way?

Not only did I not solve anything with Desmond, but maybe we worsened it. I didn't want things to end this way… And now, right afterward,