I pursed my lips in a thin line as I shared the table with my parents, Garreth, his father, and stepmother. Mom called us to eat dinner at home and it’s the first time in a long time since I came to visit.
Garreth sat beside me, across his father and stepmother. He leaned to my ear. “What do you like?” he whispered, pertaining to the food in front of us.
I narrowed my eyes at him. “Just get your own. I can get mine,” I hissed back. I didn’t want him to act sweet to me because his stepmother has been giving me looks since I sat in front of her. Well, not that I care about it but I hate that she’s not even hiding her annoyed facial expression.
“She likes the pasta,” Mom told Garreth and I widened my eyes at her. She smiled at me widely.
“I’m on a diet,” I countered but was already to
