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The man wouldn’t even fight with her,

and by God she wanted a fight." Why are you even here? I thought you said you were going to get another room for yourself,"

He stopped on his way over to the liquor cabinet and turned back around to stare at her. "The hotel is filled up because of the party. They don't have any empty rooms left." He told her.

How convenient, Elena thought. She watched him turn and pour himself a drink, which he finished drinking before turning to face her again, "Elena…." He began as he walked towards her.

“Don’t Elena me,” she whispered furiously.

Chandler's hands closed over her shoulders. She tried to flinch away, but he held tight. There was honest regret in his eyes, but there was also determination. Stubborn determination.

“Sit down, Elena,” he ordered in a low voice.

She gaped at him. "What?"

Fury darkened his eyes. "I said sit down, Elena," he said angrily and let her go, but he didn't move away. Elena stood her ground too, frowning up at him as she