Livvie, in all her glory, stood before him, her black hair tussled, and she looked pissed. He smirks slightly, picking up his shirt and slipping into it, slowly buttoning it up, watching her out of the corner of his eye.

L: How could you?

C: I've done it before.

L: That was different; it was a wish, a stupid wish. How could you?

Her voice cracked, elevating. He just smiled at her in his usual cruel manner.

C: If I recall, I told you to leave. What I do isn't your business anymore, Olivia.

L: I. .

He had told her to go. Picked her up and tossed her out, in almost the literal sense. She thought it was just temporary, him being angry about her and Jack being so comfortable together.

L: If we're over..we're not are we? Not really?

He just watched her, a hand reaching up to move his hair from his face, his eyes were darker than usual.

C: You lie.

He paused; the next words out his mouth were high, angry and cut through her like a dagger.

C: you steal from me and now you want to come back into my open arms and try again? No. I told you and I will not say it again. Get out.