"What did you talk to Gabby about?" William asked, as Marion had just come out of the woman's room.
Marion turned to William with a curt look.
"What's wrong? Did I do something wrong?" William asked, again, clueless.
"Don't call that woman affectionate, I don't like her!" Marion grumbled, frowning, adorable. William just chuckled lightly as he grabbed Marion into his arms.
"Everyone calls her that too, Marion... why should you be jealous?" said William, trying to calm the rumbling in his lover's chest. "I don't have anything to do with Gabby—I mean Gabriella. We're just old friends. Me, Drake and him."
Marion seemed to think when he heard William's words.
"Wait... the photo in Gabriella's room, is that you?"
"Which one?" William asked, trying to remember the layout of the objects in Gabriella's room. Although he rarely came to the woman's room, his memory was strong enough for such a small room.