Chapter 10

Byron impatiently shook Maeve's hand off, his face darkening with irritation.

Maeve's cheeks burned with a mix of anger and embarrassment. I just finished cooking and was about to call you to eat. I didn't know you'd fallen asleep and looked so pale. I was worried you had a fever, so I checked. That's all-no big deal," Maybe she had crossed a line. Byron obviously hated being touched, even on his forehead. Since he was still recovering. Maeve figured it was better to back off and respect his spice. "You're making too much of it Byron snapped, rising to his feet, though he winced slightly as a headache throbbed behind

his

eyes

Despite the discomfort, he refused to show any sign of weakness, especially after brushing off Maeve's concern.

Let's eat. You must be hungry too. Marve suggested, trying to case the tension

At the dining table, a steaming pot of creamy chicken soup took center stage, surrounded by four other dishes. The rich aroma filled the room, making their mouths water.

what

As Byron settled into his seat, a nagging feeling tugged at him, like something was off, but he couldn't quite figure out wi

Maeve quickly ladled out a bowl of soup and set it in front of him with a smile. "Try this. I added a ton of herbs-bet you'll love it

Byron 1 took a sip of f the chicken soup, the rich and warming flavor spreading through him. But then his eyes narrowed as realization hit him.

He shot Maeve a cold, suspicious look. "Did you screw with my breakfast on purpose this morning?"

fantastic, a clear sign that Maeve knew her way around

froze

Maeve Maeve,

was an accident.

slightly. "You were the one who insulted me first yesterday. I just played a little prank to get back at you. Compared to the people who've actually hurt you, all I did was serve you a shitty breakfast. Is that really so unforgivable?" Her voice was calm, almost gentle, despite the sharpness of her words. But beneath

boiling over moments ago,

dinner table hung in the air like a storm

the showers.

bandage, then retreated to the living room, giving him

up her resume on her laptop. Once done, she

Scout, calling She ignored the call, watching as a series of texts from

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appeared instead

Scott: [Come home tomorrow.

[Forget about Jeff for now. We need to

aback by the uncharacteristically gentle tone of

they're willing to set aside their anger and actually hear

Maeve replied: [Fine].

been in the bathroom for nearly an

was still recovering and might be running a

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