Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

"Hey, what's with the daydreaming? Hand me the water glass."

All was well until Leda spoke, and just like that-crash! The perfect harmony shattered.

York's mouth twitched, "Can I make a suggestion?"

"...Go ahead." Leda took a sip of her ice water, instantly feeling refreshed.

"Could you maybe soften your tone when talking to me? We're a couple, not enemies. You know, my mom would worry." "Worry about what?"

"Worry about her son being bullied by you!"

Leda was speechless.

"Should I speak like this then, honey? ~Do you think your mom would like this dress I picked out? It took me forever to choose~"

York felt numb all over: "Actually... maybe keep the edge. It's better that way."

The edge felt more normal.

Whenever Leda's voice went soft, he felt like he was a second away from being choked to death.

"Say 'edge' one more time, I dare you?"

York: "Not edgy, not at all."

But the word 'edge' was still there, wasn't it?!

quickly applied a

"Alright, let's go."

stunned: "That

designed to fool guys like you into thinking I'm not wearing any. Pretty clever, huh?" York, who had been

word was a jab at

time they arrived at the Gibson Mansion, it was

Gibson stood at the doorway, peering out until she finally saw her son's car. She hurried over with a smile to greet

of the car,

in, come in. It's too hot out here." She warmly ushered her

was like, "WTF?" What about me? Am I not

had to work late last night, overslept this morning, then took forever choosing an outfit and doing my makeup. We're so

barely stepped

the sweet girl in front

dripping with sugar, a stark contrast to how she

en

was doing this

Hmph!

"Oh, dear, that's no trouble at all. You must be exhausted from staying up late. You need to rest up. We've got some warm soup simmering

what can I

ove

call the spa for us? We'll need an aromatherapy SPA session, hmm... with an anti-aging

that work

no problem with

her last spa day,