The Woman From Hell

Marius wanted to explain some more when he saw how I looked to break the awkward atmosphere surrounding us, but I did not give him the chance to do so. That was because things might become even worse if he said any more, and I was a little afraid.

I switched the topic. "I'm going to go make dinner. You haven't had dinner yet, right? Let's eat together."

Marius could only nod as he watched me make my way to the kitchen. He hung his coat on the door somewhat arrogantly and went back to his room, dejected.

I leaned against the wall and let out a sigh of relief when I heard the door close.

To be honest, Marius was not the only one nervous. How could I not be too?

Until now, I had no idea how I should face Marius, so why not just let it be? The both of us should calm down and then think about what we should do next.

I looked at the chopping board in front of me blankly and breathed in deeply. Stop thinking. The most important thing now was to fill my stomach.

One hour later, dinner was done and served on the dining table.

out and

stood at Marius' door and yelled before taking a seat at the

his room. He looked at me and sat down at the dining

of us opened our mouths to speak. Apart from the clear sounds of cutlery against the plates, there was only the sound of us chewing and

was feeling a little uncomfortable. He really was not

both of us were sitting face-to-face less than five meters away, we

Marius' heart,

torturous. I knew things

with someone else. I had to find a

took a deep breath. I intended to clarify the matter. Neither of us would

about the interview today... Actually, there's something I would

when I said 'interview.' His

could finish. A chain reaction started, and another cry sounded from the room.

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