It’s so entertaining to provoke or rile her up just to see the noticeable change in her face. It’s the first time I’ve seen someone with their emotions so out there that it’s become a bit intoxicating. I resist the urge to smile at her absolutely comical expression and open my water. She stabs the fork in her salad and stuffs her face with it, glaring at me from beneath her lashes. “Really?” She reaches a hand out but then stops. Is it normal that I hate that type of expression on her face? It’s even more noticeable when it drastically changes from all bright and fucking glittery to complete dejection. Her face falls and she toys with the straw in her cup. It’s the worst thing I’ve ever consumed and that’s saying something, considering Mum isn’t that great of a cook either.īut just like my mum, Annika made the effort for me. When I grab a bottle of water, I realize she’s watching me with big eyes and parted lips. I take another bite before the first one is gone. I’m surprised my expression doesn’t change as the salty thing rolls down my throat. As long as it’s food, I’ll devour it, but Annika is a certified food terrorizer. I’m the number one non-picky eater on the planet. I opened the container and took a bite of food and basically swallowed it without chewing. Should’ve said that before she gave me that cursed lunch box. Ava also says I should stick to salad, so I totally understand if you don’t want to eat it.” Also, people say I’m a horrible cook, and by people, I mean my family is included. Totally had to beg Ces to teach me how to cook it over FaceTime, and it wasn’t really that hard. Then she pushes the fish and chips in my direction. I stare at her, and usually, she’d break eye contact or try to talk her way out of the situation, but this time, she simply shakes her head as if I’m the one being unreasonable. “Do you have to be grumpy about everything? Besides, purple is superior. “Do you have to make everything so…purple?”
With a sigh, I lower myself onto the edge of the blanket and grab some utensils. “Are you going to just stand there all day?” “Unfortunately, I’m like the first daughter and have to be watched at all times, so this is the only type of date we can have until further notice.” She smiles up at me, the blue-gray of her eyes sparkling under the hint of sun. Her translucent skin would become red, then purple-like her favorite fucking color. With the way I’m looking down at her, she appears so small that I could ruin her with a flogging. She’s wearing a ruffled skirt that stops above her knees and an off-the-shoulder crop top that reveals her belly button. I have to remind myself that I can’t break her…yet. Fuck, she didn’t even know pain before I came along.
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