Dead silence filled the place after Ria walked away.

"What's wrong with her?" Greg mumbled with a crinkled nose as he watched Ria's retreating figure.

"She thinks I stole you away from her, " Lena sighed. She ambled to the table and picked up her bag from it.

"What? Why would she think that?" Greg's face contorted in a frown, his eyes narrowed in confusion.

"Well, I don't know." Lena shrugged.

Her chin rested on her palm and she nibbled on her lower lip.

"What was the need to counter ...