Angelina didn’t like the way he was eyeing her. She sent him a sharp look as he came within her personal space.
“Barty?” Angelina snorted. “Seems like a lame name for someone who acts like they’re so cool,” she teased.
Barty’s smirk faltered and he gritted his teeth for a second before clearing his throat. He moved in closer to her, his face only inches from hers.
“You’ll warm up to it soon enough,” he hissed, seizing her wrists. “And that’s a big act, Angelina, for someone who looks so broken.”
Angelina seethed, yanking her wrist out of his grasp and shoving him away. “Y-you don’t know anything! You’re just a big-talk, smarmy git!” she spat. Shaking, she brushed past him, heart pounding. I am not broken, she told herself fiercely.
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