Where Are We Going

Savannah sniffed and said in an ungrateful tone, "I think I remembered it. However, I don't think it has anything to do with you, and there are no unimaginable consequences... I will take responsibility for what I do. You don't need to care about me, and you don't need to teach me a lesson." Then she lifted the quilt to get up and looked around for clothes. "Where is my dress? I want to change my clothes and go..." Callan frowned and no longer had the patience to comfort her. He reached out his hand and grabbed her wrist. He sighed and squinted his eyes. "Savannah Lea, have you had enough? How much do you need me to worry about you so that you can stay with me quietly?" "Huh?" Savannah was very surprised. She didn't buy his words, and her chest heaved violently because of anger. "What right do you have to say this to me? I didn't ask you to worry about me. I never thought of staying quietly with you from the beginning to the end. Isn't there Rainie George being with you? You are you, I