(Then She Can Find My Dead Body Right Here, & Regret Leaving)

Mars POV

"Korri." I say. "She's ignoring us. It won't matter."
Korri looks up at me with irritation on her face. "Mars, I'm not going back until SHE comes back. And if she doesn't, then she can find my dead body right here, and regret leaving."

"Just come under the damn umbrella."

"Nope."

"Otherwise I will make you."

She rolls her eyes, but she comes under the umbrella.

"Lola..." Korri whispers. "Why are you giving up on her?"

"I'm not. She just needs time alone, time for her to come to her senses." I whisper. I am sadly not the most reassuring person in the world. "Come on, she'll come back eventually." I hug her.

"Okay," she mumbles.

I hate seeing her all mopey—plus, that's kinda my job—and I know that we'll both be on very high tempers.

Well, shit.

And we walk back to the house in a dead quiet.