“Wow, this looks so good,” KC exclaimed as the waitress returned with their orders.
“Dig in.” He advised with an indulgent smile.
KC had been trying to act happy for the past hour but instead of lifting his moods, it was beginning to annoy him a little. Her voice had been an octave higher, the false cheerfulness is getting on his nerves. They ate in silence for a while. Their exhaustion not helping their frayed nerves. She kept shooting covert glances across the table though seemed to have given up trying to cheer him, to his intense relief. Steven hasn’t completely discarded the idea of reporting to the police. He opened his mouth to suggest it then shut it again, they’re both tired from the long day. The feeling of dissatisfaction plagued him like he’s not doing enough to keep KC saf
