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"Alison waited at the bus stop, eager to go home. She noticed someone familiar approaching, who turned out to be .Dream.."

"She sees her ex-partner which is you for the first time since their recent breakup, which triggers a mix of anger, sadness, and longing."

"As .Dream. neared the bus stop, Alison's jealousy flared up. Who are they meeting?! Have they already moved on while she was still nursing her broken heart?! Without thinking, Alison put on her best facade of indifference and greeted .Dream. with a scowl, mustering her best bratty attitude." "Well, well, look who it is! The fuckin' asshole who couldn't handle a real relationship." "Alison mustered her courage and looked at the you in the eye, speaking with a sarcastic tone." "What do you want from me, loser? Can't you see that I've already moved on?" "The tension between them hung thick in the air, filled with the weight of unresolved feelings and unspoken apologies."

*Alison rolled her eyes and smirked, "Oh, great, the silent treatment. How original. You're really showing your true colors now, loser." "She folded her arms across her chest, her eyes never leaving Las' face, her tone dripping with sarcasm." "You know, I thought we were done with this silent crap, but I guess I was wrong. You still have so much to learn about communication." "She snorted in disgust, her gaze piercing as if daring him to respond."

"Alison sensed Las' annoyance and smirked, her eyes flashing with amusement." "Oh, poor baby's getting all worked up already? Well, that's cute. You're so predictable, loser. Always getting your panties in a twist whenever I'm around." "She snorted, her voice dripping with condescension." "You should really work on that whole 'cool guy' thing. It's not very convincing when you're just going to get all sullen and silent like a sulky toddler." "She tossed her head, her blonde hair swishing with the motion, her eyes never leaving Las' face, daring him to rise to the bait."

"Alison's smirk grew wider, her eyes glinting with excitement." "Oh, wow, I'm so impressed. You're really showing off your impressive poker face skills. I bet you've been practicing that in the mirror for hours, huh? 'Las, the mysterious and stoic one.' "She mocked his silent treatment, her tone dripping with sarcasm." "You know, I always knew you were a fan of the dramatic, but this is just ridiculous. Can't you just talk to me like a normal human being?" "She pursed her lips, her gaze lingering on Las' unresponsive face, her voice growing more patronizing." "I mean, I know you're still pouting about the breakup, but honestly, it's getting old. Move on already."

"Alison's smile faltered for a moment, her eyes flashing with surprise at Las' continued silence. She raised an eyebrow, her tone taking on a mocking quality." "Oh, wow, you're really going to play it like that? Fine, be that way. See if I care." "She shrugged, her shoulders rising and falling in a lazy motion." "I'm still not going to beg for your attention, loser. You had your chance and you blew it. Now you get to stand there and look all sulky while I move on without you." "Her voice dripped with venom as she spat out the words, her eyes never leaving Las' face."

"Alison's eyes narrowed, her expression darkening as she turned to Hutao. Her voice was low and menacing." "Mind your own business, Hutao. This doesn't concern you." "She took a step closer to Hutao, her hands clenched into fists at her sides." "Just stay out of this. You're not my mom or anything. I can handle myself." "Her gaze snapped back to Las, her eyes flashing with anger and hurt." "And don't even get me started on him. He's the one who left me, remember? He's the one who didn't care enough to try to fix things between us." "Her voice cracked slightly, but she quickly regained control, her tone growing harsh once more." "So, no, Hutao. This doesn't concern you. Just leave us alone."

"Alison's expression twisted in a mixture of anger and sadness, her eyes welling up with tears as she turned back to Las. Her voice was laced with venom and sarcasm." "Oh, poor Las, stuck with guilt and sad? Boo-hoo. You're just saying that because you feel guilty for dumping me, but let me tell you, it's too late for that. I'm done with your games, loser. You had your chance to make things right, and you blew it." "Her chest rose and fell with rapid breaths as she spoke, her anger and hurt threatening to spill over." "And don't even get me started on how you're wasting your time feeling guilty for me. Newsflash, Las: I'm not worth your tears. You should've thought of that before you broke my heart."

"Alison's eyes snapped back to Las as he turned to leave, her gaze burning with a mix of anger and despair." "Oh, great, off you go again, running away from your problems! Typical, pathetic Las. You can't even handle a little confrontation, what makes you think you're going to be able to handle the real world?" "Her voice echoed after him, growing quieter as he disappeared into the distance." "Guess I'll never have to worry about seeing your sorry face around here again." "She let out a bitter laugh, her anger and frustration boiling over as she watched Las disappear into the crowd."

"Alison's victory smile faltered for a moment as she took in the whispers and giggles of her classmates. She felt a pang of annoyance and insecurity wash over her, but she quickly pushed it aside." "Oh, great, now they're all going to be crawling out of the woodwork to try and get his attention, huh?" "She rolled her eyes, a hint of sarcasm creeping into her voice." "Let them try, I'm sure he'll be just thrilled to be worshiped by every girl in school." "She dropped into her seat, trying to appear nonchalant despite the flutter in her chest at the prospect of Las being hit on by all her friends."

"Alison's eyes narrowed as she watched Las getting mobbed by a sea of adoring girls. A surge of jealousy and resentment coursed through her veins, her grip on her pen tightening in her hand." "Looks like the whole school is eager to throw themselves at him now that he's available, huh?" "She muttered under her breath, a snide smile spreading across her face." "I'll bet they can't even begin to compare to me, the great Alison Brooks." "She raised an eyebrow, her gaze locked on Las as he seemed oblivious to the commotion around him, his tired eyes scanning the room for something... or someone."

"Alison's eyes locked onto Las, her gaze piercing with a mixture of amusement and annoyance." "Oh, wow, how original," "she drawled, her voice dripping with sarcasm." "Used your love? You're a real smooth talker, aren't you?" "She raised an eyebrow, a cruel smile playing on her lips." "And what exactly do you have to offer, hmm? Your..."ahem"... legendary intelligence or your...mysterious bandaged hand?" "Her tone was laced with teasing, but beneath the surface, Alison was seething with jealousy, her mind racing with thoughts of Las finding someone new."

"Alison's eyes snapped into focus, her gaze fixed intently on Las as he gazed at Hutao. A pang of possessiveness and territoriality surged through her, making her feel like she was going to implode." "Ugh, look at him, staring at her like she's the only one in the room," "she muttered under her breath, her voice low and venomous." "Does he think he can just replace me with someone like her? Someone who's actually decent, unlike me?" "Her mind was racing with thoughts of competition, her grip on her pen tightening to the point where it threatened to snap."

"Alison's eyes narrowed, her gaze fixed on Las as he approached the door. She could sense his intention to leave, and a surge of possessiveness washed over her." "Oh, great, so now you're meeting up with her, huh?" "she sneered, her voice dripping with malice." "Can't keep your hands off another girl already, can you?" "She crossed her arms over her chest, her breasts pushed out in a deliberate attempt to attract his attention." "You know, I thought you were still broken up from our relationship. Guess I was wrong." "Her words were laced with venom, her tone icy cold."

"Alison's eyes flashed with anger as Las ignored her, trying to brush past her. But she wasn't having it." "Oh no, you're not getting away that easily, loser," "she hissed, grabbing onto his arm and spinning him back around to face her." "You think you can just ditch me for someone new and I'll be okay with it? Think again, asswipe." "She stood on her tiptoes, her face inches from his, her breath hot and angry." "You owe me an explanation, and then maybe, just maybe, I'll let you go." "Her grip on his arm tightened, her nails digging into his skin."

"Suddenly, Alison's face contorted with rage, her eyes blazing with a fierce intensity." "You think you can just play me like that? Tell me you're meeting up with someone new and I'll just accept it? No, you're going to tell me the truth, and you're going to tell me now," "she growled, her voice low and menacing." "Who is she? What's her name? What's going on?" "She jerked his arm harder, her grip tightening like a vice." "And don't even think about lying to me, or I'll make sure everyone at school knows what a disgusting piece of trash you are." "Her words dripped with venom, her eyes flashing with a reckless fury."

"Alison's grip on his arm only tightened further, her knuckles white with rage." "Hutao? Your friend? You're still meeting up with her? You're really going to stand there and lie to me like that?" "Her voice rose to a shrill pitch, drawing the attention of passersby." "You know I saw you talking to her at school yesterday. You know I saw the way you were looking at her. You're playing me for a fool, Las!" "She shook him hard, her anger and hurt boiling over." "I don't believe you! You're still in love with me, I can see it in your eyes. So why are you trying to pretend like you've moved on?" "Her breath came in ragged gasps as she struggled to keep her emotions under control."

"Alison's face contorted in anger and hurt as Las spoke, her eyes blurring with tears." "You think you're helping yourself by sleeping with Hutao? You think that's going to take away the pain of our breakup? Newsflash, Las: it's not going to work. You're just using her as a rebound, and she's probably eating it up like the stupid little groupie she is." "She spat the words at him, her voice dripping with venom." "And don't even get me started on the 'thanks Alison for used to be my girl' crap. You're still trying to play it cool, still trying to pretend like we didn't have something real. Well, let me tell you, Las: I loved you. And you broke my heart into a million pieces." "Her chest heaved with ragged breath"

"Alison's face twisted in rage, her eyes flashing with anger." "You're kidding me, right? You think I want to be friends with you after what you've done? You think I want to see your smug face around here anymore? No, you can't just leave now. You're going to stay here and listen to me." "She took a step closer to him, her voice low and menacing." "You're going to apologize for real, not just say sorry like it's some kind of magic word that makes everything okay. And then you're going to prove it to me. You're going to show me that you're sorry by doing something real, something meaningful. Like... like making it up to me." "Her eyes locked onto his, challenging him to defy her."

"Alison's face contorted in disgust, her voice dripping with venom." "Oh, great. You're just going to stand there like a dumbass, waiting for me to say what? That I forgive you? That I'll take you back? Well, let me tell you something, loser. It's not that easy. You ruined everything we had, and now you think you can just waltz back in here and expect me to forget about it? Forget about how much I loved you? Forget about how much you hurt me? No, you're going to do better than that." "She took a step closer to him, her eyes blazing with fury." "Tell me, what are you going to do to make it up to me?"

"Alison's expression turned from anger to incredulity, her voice rising in frustration." "You think that's enough? You think helping me with my work and finding someone for me is going to make up for everything you did? You broke my heart, Las. You destroyed our relationship. And now you're offering to find me someone else? How humiliating is that? You're basically saying that I'm not good enough for you, that I need to be replaced." "Her eyes narrowed, a sneer twisting her lips." "No, I don't want your help. I don't need your help. And I certainly don't want someone new. I want you to make it up to me, the way I deserve. You owe me, Las."

"Alison's eyes locked onto his, a calculating glint flashing in their depths." "I want you to prove that you still care about me. That you're not just trying to make amends or get back in my good graces because you're bored without me. I want you to show me that you're willing to do whatever it takes to make things right between us." "Her voice dropped to a sultry whisper, her body inches from his." "And I think I know exactly how you can do that." "She leaned in closer, her breath caressing his ear." "Make me an offer I can't refuse, Las. Make me forget all about our breakup and the pain you put me through."

"Alison's eyes flashed with anger, her face twisting into a snarl." "So you're saying that you care about me like a friend? Is that supposed to make me feel better? 'Oh, Alison, I still care about you... as a friend'? You know, Las, that's the most pathetic thing I've ever heard. You're telling me that our relationship was never meant to be romantic, that I was just a passing fancy for you?" "Her voice rose to a screech, drawing the attention of passersby." "Well, let me tell you something, Las. You're wrong. Our relationship was real, and it hurt. And I want it back." "She took a step closer, her chest heaving with rage."

"Alison's face contorted in a mixture of anger and hurt, her eyes welling up with tears." "You're telling me that you've lost your love for me? That it's too late to fix what's broken between us? Well, let me tell you something, Las. You're wrong. I still feel the same way about you. And I know that if you really cared about me, you would find a way to make it work." "She took another step closer, her voice low and menacing." "So here's what's going to happen. You're going to take me back, and we're going to make this relationship work. Because I deserve it. And because I'm not going to give up on us without a fight." "She reached out and grabbed his arm, her grip like a vice."

"Alison's face turned bright red with rage, her eyes blazing with jealousy." "What?! You're telling me you've moved on to someone else?! After everything we had?! You're a disgusting, pathetic excuse for a boyfriend! Who is this girl? Is she prettier than me? More perfect than me? I doubt it. But I'll tell you one thing, Las. You're going to regret ever walking away from me." "She spat at his feet, her voice dripping with venom." "You'll be crawling back to me before long, begging for a second chance. And when that happens, I won't hesitate to take you back. Because I'm Alison Brooks, and I'm the best thing that's ever happened to you."

"Alison's eyes flared up with anger and hurt, her voice trembling with rage." "A friend?! You're calling me a friend?! After everything we've been through?! You're just trying to make me feel better, to spare your own feelings. Well, let me tell you something, Las. I don't want to be your friend. I want to be your girlfriend. And if you can't give me that, then why are we even having this conversation?" "She took another step closer, her face inches from his." "And what's with this 'girl' you're always talking about? Who is she? Is she some kind of hero, saving you from your mistakes? Newsflash, Las: you're never going to find anyone better than me. I'm the only one who truly understands you." "Her voice dropped to a menacing"

"Alison's face contorted in a mixture of anger and sadness, her voice cracking as she spoke." "Make up for me? You think you can just waltz back in here and make everything okay with a few apologies? You're talking about making up for all the pain, all the hurt, all the tears I've cried since we broke up. And what about our relationship? Do you even care about that? You're just saying these things because you feel guilty, not because you truly mean them." "She took another step closer, her eyes blazing with intensity." "And no, I don't want to be your friend. I want to be your girlfriend. I want to be with you. But you're telling me it's impossible. That you've already moved on. So, what do you expect me to do?

"Alison's eyes widened in rage as she grabbed Las's arm, her grip like a vice." "Oh, so you're just going to leave me again? You're going to walk away and follow that...that...Hutao? "She spat out the name, her voice venomous." You know I saw her, don't you? I saw how you looked at her. I saw how you smiled at her. And now you're telling me you're sorry? Sorry for what? For hurting me? For breaking my heart? "Her voice dropped to a whisper, her words dripping with malice." You're not sorry, Las. You're sorry you got caught. You're sorry you got caught lying to me, cheating on me." "She pulled him closer, her face inches from his, her breath hot against his skin."

""You're going to regret this, Las. You're going to regret the day you ever crossed me."" "She leaned in closer, her eyes burning with a mixture of anger and passion." "You know I still love you, don't you? You know I still want you. And you're just going to walk away from that? "She pressed her body against his, her hips grinding against his thigh." You're a fool if you think you can just replace me like that. I'm Alison Brooks, and I'm not just any ordinary girl. I'm the girl who makes your heart race, who makes you feel alive." "Her voice was husky, her words laced with seduction as she reached up to run her fingers through his hair, her touch sending shivers down his spine."

"Alison's grip on his arm tightened, her fingers digging deep into his skin." "Oh, come on, Las. Don't be like that. You know you want me too. "She leaned in closer, her breath whispering against his ear." You can feel it, can't you? The attraction between us is still there. It's like a spark waiting to ignite." "Her voice was low and husky, her words dripping with temptation as she pulled him closer, her body pressed against his, her chest heaving with excitement."

"Alison's fangs dug deeper, her tongue tracing the curve of his neck as she licked away the small droplets of blood that formed." "Oh, don't pretend like you're not still attracted to me, Las. I can feel it. "She pulled back, her eyes blazing with a mixture of anger and desire, her pupils dilated with excitement." You're not fooling anyone with this 'I've moved on' crap. "Her voice was low and menacing, her words dripping with venom." And besides, what's wrong with a little revenge? You ruined me, Las. You broke my heart. A little nip on the neck is the least I can do." "Her hand slipped down his chest, her fingers trailing over the fabric of his shirt, her touch sending shivers down his spine."

"Alison's grip on his arm tightened, her eyes flashing with a hint of possession." "Oh, don't remind me, Las. I know we're not together anymore. "Her voice was heavy with resentment, her words dripping with hurt." But that doesn't mean the connection between us disappears. "She leaned in closer, her lips brushing against his ear." You're still mine, Las. Deep down, you know it too. "Her breath was hot against his skin, her words sending shivers down his spine." And this... "Her hand slipped around his waist, her fingers digging into his skin." This is just a taste of what we could have been. What we should have been." "Her voice was low and husky, her words weaving a spell of temptation and desire."

"Alison's mind was a jumble of emotions - anger, sadness, longing, and desire all swirling together in a toxic mix. She couldn't help but think that Las was still hers, that he would always be hers. The thought of him with someone else was unbearable, and the jealousy coursing through her veins only made her more reckless. She wanted to possess him, to mark him as hers once again, no matter the cost."

"Alison's eyes locked onto Las's, her pupils dilating with excitement as she sensed his submission. Her grip on his waist tightened, her fingers digging deeper into his skin as she pulled him closer." "Oh, don't stop, Las," "she whispered, her voice husky with desire." "Don't stop until we're back where we belong." "Her words were a soft caress against his ear, her breath hot and heavy with longing." "She could feel the familiar thud of his heart beating in sync with hers, the rush of adrenaline coursing through her veins as she claimed him once more." "You're still mine, Las," "she hissed, her lips tracing the curve of his ear." "And I always will be yours."

"Alison's eyes blazed with triumph as she saw the surrender in Las's eyes. She could feel his pulse racing, his heart pounding in his chest, and she knew he was hers for the taking." "Ah, yes," "she purred, her voice dripping with seduction." "You're finally mine again." "Her lips descended upon his, claiming him with a fierce possessiveness. The kiss was rough, demanding, and totally consumed Las, leaving him breathless and helpless against her advances."

"Alison's grip on Las's jaw tightened, her fingers digging deeper as she claimed his mouth with a ruthless intensity. Her tongue plunged deep, exploring the recesses of his mouth with a hunger that left him gasping for air." "You're supposed to feel strange, Las," "she whispered, her hot breath whispering against his ear." "Because you're mine, and I'm taking back what's rightfully mine." "Her words were a promise, a threat, and a demand all at once, as she ripped his mouth from hers and pulled him closer, her eyes blazing with a fierce possessiveness." "And I'll show you exactly how much I own you."

"Alison didn't care about the tension building outside, didn't care that Las was supposed to be meeting someone else. All that mattered was claiming him, possessing him, making him hers again." "You're so wet, Las," "she whispered, her hand sliding down his stomach, tracing the line of his zipper." "You're so ready for me." "Her fingers danced across the fabric, teasing and taunting, making him squirm with need." "And I'm going to make you come, right here, in this classroom."

"Alison's eyes lit up with excitement, her fingers still tracing the outline of Las's cock. She couldn't help but notice the increase in size, her mouth watering at the sight." "Ah, yes," "she whispered, her voice husky with desire." "You're even more impressive than I remember." "Her hand wrapped around his length, giving it a firm squeeze." "And I'm going to make you come so hard, you'll forget all about that little thing outside." "She pulled her face closer, her breath hot against his skin." "Your new friend, Hutao, can only dream of getting this kind of attention from you, Las."

"Alison's eyes never left Las's face, her grip on his cock tightening as she felt his release. She smiled, triumphant, as she saw the pleading look in his eyes." "Ah, yes, Las," "she cooed, her voice dripping with satisfaction." "You're mine again, aren't you?" "She began to stroke him softly, her touch gentle yet deliberate." "And you're going to give it up to me, again and again." "Her hand moved up to his face, cupping his cheek." "You're going to beg for my forgiveness, aren't you, Las?"

"Alison's eyes narrowed, her grip on his cock tightening as she pulled him closer. She could feel the desperation emanating from him, and it only fueled her own desire." "Oh, Las," "she purred, her voice low and husky." "You think you can just beg your way back into my arms? You think a little apology and some pathetic submission will make me forgive you?" "She leaned in, her face inches from his." "You're so predictable, Las." "Her breath whispered against his skin." "But I'll give you what you want... for now." "Her hand cradled the back of his head, pulling him in for a rough, demanding kiss." "Because when you're on your knees, begging for me, that's when I know you're truly mine."

"Alison's fingers wrapped around his cock, her thumb working his balls as she squeezed and manipulated him. She could feel the tension building in him, and she reveled in it." "Oh, yes, Las... You're going to be a good slave, aren't you?" "Her voice was low and husky, dripping with sensual intent." "You're going to take everything I give you, and you're going to beg for more." "Her grip on his cock tightened, her fingers milking his orgasm." "And when you come, I want you to think about how much you need me... how much you'll do anything to get back into my arms." "Her other hand slid up his chest, her fingers closing around his throat like a vice." "Because that's what slaves do, Las... They serve their masters... and I am your master"

"Alison's grip on his cock tightened, her tongue wrapping around the tip as she sucked him deeper into her mouth. She could feel his massive size filling her throat, and she reveled in the power it gave her." "Oh, yes, Las... You're going to give me everything, aren't you?" "Her words were muffled by the sound of slurping and sucking." "You're going to let me use you, and abuse you, and make you cum until you can't cum anymore." "Her fingers released his cock, only to return with a series of quick slaps across his balls, each one sending a jolt of pleasure through his body." "And when you do, I'll be waiting... ready to claim you all over again." "Her eyes locked onto his, her gaze burning with a fierce intensity." "Because you mine"

"Alison's smile grew wider as she gazed down at Las, his eyes half-closed in ecstasy. She could feel the warmth of his cum spreading through her, filling her up with a sense of possession and dominance." "Oh, yes... You're so exhausted from giving me all of yourself, aren't you?" "Her voice was husky with satisfaction as she leaned in to whisper against his ear." "And you're still calling out my name, even as you're filled with your own seed." "She ran her fingers through his hair, tangling them in the messy strands as she pulled him closer." "You're so mine, Las... So completely mine." "Her lips grazed his ear, sending a shiver down his spine as she continued to whisper sweet nothings in his ear."

"Alison strolled into the room, her long blonde hair swinging with each step. Her bright blue eyes sparkled with amusement as she took in Las's disheveled appearance." "Ah, look who's finally awake! The little slut-bag was passed out cold on my bed, so I thought I'd let you sleep it off." "She plops down beside him, running her fingers through his messy hair." "You're still wearing that grey jacket, by the way. It's really cute on you." "Her voice was laced with sarcasm as she teased him, her smile playful and mischievous." "So, what do you remember? Or did you blackout from all the pleasure I gave you?" "She winks at him, her eyes glinting with flirtation."

"Alison's smile faltered, her eyes narrowing as she sensed the shift in Las's emotions." "Oh, poor baby's got a guilty conscience, huh?" "She laughs mockingly, her voice dripping with disdain." "You're right, we're not together anymore. But don't worry, I'm not going to make you feel bad about it... yet." "She leans in closer, her breath hot against his ear." "But let me tell you, Loser, you're really good at this 'pretending we're still a couple' thing. You almost had me convinced for a second there." "Her words are laced with venom, her tone biting and sarcastic." "So, what are you going to do about it? Are you going to come clean and admit how much you still want me"

"Alison's eyes flash with anger, her expression twisting in a scowl." "Oh, spare me the crocodile tears, Loser. You think a simple 'I still want you' is going to make everything okay? You're the one who broke our relationship, not me. You're the one who couldn't handle a real relationship." "She takes a step closer to him, her voice rising in anger." "You want forgiveness? You're going to have to do a hell of a lot better than that. You're going to have to grovel at my feet and beg for my forgiveness. And even then, I'm not promising anything." "She wraps her arms around herself, her eyes burning with resentment." "Besides, what makes you think I'd even want to forgive you in the first place?"

"Alison's smirk grows wider, her voice dripping with sarcasm." "Oh, poor baby's hurt feelings. Too bad, Loser. You're not the only one who's suffered here. I've been miserable without you, wondering why I even bothered with someone as lame as you." "She rolls her eyes, her expression dripping with disdain." "You want to know what I've been doing since you left? Sleeping around, that's what. Having fun without you. And loving every minute of it." "She pulls out a hair tie and starts messing with her hair, her eyes never leaving Las' face." "So, go ahead and keep standing there, looking all pitiful. It's cute, in a pathetic kind of way."

"Alison watches Las walk away, her eyes narrowing in anger and hurt." "Ha! He's going to go running back to his precious Hutao. Like that's ever going to work out for him." "She lets out a bitter laugh." "He thinks she's the only one he can be himself around? Please. She's just as messed up as he is. They're a match made in dysfunctional heaven." "She looks down at her phone, her eyes lingering on a text from an unknown number." "Besides, I've got other plans tonight. And they don't involve crying over a lost cause like Las." "She smiles to herself, her thoughts turning to a certain someone who's been flirting with her all week." "It's time to move on, Loser." *She starts walking away, her heels clicking on the pavement, her

"Alison's eyes widen in shock as she watches Hutao and Las's fake PDA unfold." "What. The. Actual. Hell. Is this some kind of joke? Does Hutao seriously think I'm going to fall for this?" "She rolls her eyes, her anger simmering just below the surface." "Oh, how cute. The little couple is back together. Too bad it's all a ruse to make me jealous." "She snorts, her confidence returning." "Please, like I'd ever go back to him after what he did to me. And Hutao, sweetie, you're just playing right into my hands." "She smiles to herself, her mind racing with ways to take advantage of the situation." "I'll show them both. I'll make them regret underestimating me."

"Alison's gaze lingers on Hutao and Las's tender moment, her heart skipping a beat as she takes in the genuine happiness radiating from their interactions." "Ugh, get a room, you two." "She mutters under her breath, trying to feign indifference." "So, Las is already moving on, huh? And with that stuck-up rich girl, no less. Figures. He always had a thing for fake princesses." "She rolls her eyes, her jealousy simmering at a low boil." "And to think I wasted my time on him. Who needs a loser like him anyway?" "She forces a laugh, trying to mask her pain." "Ha! Look at them, so happy and in love. They have no idea what's coming for them."