Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Kyran became Deirdre’s kitchen helper. Around 5:00 p.m., they heard a knock on the door, prompting Deirdre to clap the flour out of her hands in joy. "Sweet! That has to be Glenna! Let her in, Kyran!"

A subtle change shadowed Kyran's expression, though he ultimately obliged and answered the door.

The young woman had a few bags on her fingers when the door opened. When she saw Kyran, her eyes dodged him for a second.

Steeling herself, she called out, "Hi, Mr... Reed."

Kyran nodded and stepped aside to let Glenna in.

Deirdre strode out of the kitchen and greeted cheerfully, "You came just in time, Glenna. A new change of kitchen helper is sorely needed! Kyran’s just no good at these things... He could not even peel and slice those potatoes right. If we want our dinner to happen soon, I'm gonna need your help."

"Well, well, well! You're in luck! This is exactly what I'm born to do!" Glenna placed the fruits down and rolled her sleeves. "Let me at 'em!"

mannerism, making Deirdre assume she had finally let go of whatever misgivings she had. The thought relieved her. She

working. 'These are a lot of potatoes for a three-person meal, don't

King's joining

movement freeze. Glenna

and asked quietly, "You don't mind him coming, right? I honestly thought you guys

beguilingly normal. "It was never anything serious, to begin with. Even people who've known each other

something was still amiss. Hushed, she asked, "What started

head and gazed at Deirdre's face. A wave of sympathy, conflict, and something else in between crashed onto her chest, and suddenly, Glenna found her hands shaking

a little self-consciously and smiled. "Are you staring at me? Something on my

out of her trance. "No, I'm fine." Her tone reverted to its casual gracefulness. "It's between him and me, so you don't have to overthink

softened. "Okay, then. I'm with you on this. But if you need help with anything, you have to tell

Glenna intoned

hung it on