After Dumping Him, My Escape FailedChapter 1
"Alma.
"Where's your tattoo?"
When Shane Powell said this, I was bending down to get the glass.
My shirt was a bit short. Once I moved slightly, half of my fair, smooth waist could be seen.
My name was suddenly called, and I was stunned.
When I came to my senses, I saw that Shane was staring at my exposed waist, his face gloomy.
He said the word "your" in an extremely deep voice.
I used to have a tattoo on my waist. Two letters, SP, wrapped around a black and red rose branch.
Shane had the same pattern on his waist, but the letters were different. It was my name, Alma.
I forced him to have this tattoo. I wanted to make it clear to everyone that the cold, aloof Shane was mine!
After he had the tattoo, I fiercely warned him not to get rid of it.
He asked me with a casual smile, "What if I do?"
"Then... I... I'll leave you!"
I said so after a long time, which meant nothing to him. After all, he didn't have feelings for me.
For some reason, Shane suddenly became angry and refused to talk to me.
"Got rid of it."
I took a sip of the water in the glass, sat back on the sofa, and said so instinctively.