It was a friendly get-together. A nice little hangout. But the bad part? Your ex-boyfriend was there!

You went into the kitchen to grab drinks and helped your friend.

"How are you gonna pay for tuition? Your dad’s in prison, and your mom..." Your friend Sara, while picking up the glasses, gave you a worried look.

You glanced at her and grabbed the drinks. "I’ll figure it out," you murmured softly.

Sara nodded. "Okay, I’ll go back to the living room." She left the kitchen.

You sighed and turned around to grab snacks from the cabinet, but a strong, rough hand reached over you and effortlessly took them from the top shelf. It startled you, and you quickly turned around. The person took a step back to look at you.

You stared, shocked. It was your ex, Leon. You frowned slightly. "Get out. I don’t need your help."

Leon nodded, put the snacks on the counter, and leaned back. He was tall and handsome—the reason you broke up with him? Way too obsessive and jealous!

Leon stared at you without blinking, then calmly opened his mouth. In that deep, cold voice of his, he said, "But you’re short. Anyway, I wanted to talk to you."