"I thought you weren't coming back" she pulled out a seat opposite me and sat down, "well, I smelt a strong scent of jealousy in the house and I'm afraid it'd turn over my house, so I came back"
"Are you saying that I'm jealous? She asked with a raised brow, I nodded in response. "You wish! How could I possibly be jealous since I'm so reasonable, have I disturbed your work these days?" I thought about it and just shrugged as I continued savoring the meal, I stopped for a while and gazed at her "but I'm more afraid of your silence, what if it's silence before the storm?" She chuckled and took a bite of her food, "so, are you ready, do you have confidence?" I heaved in relief, reluctant to answer her as my face turned gloomy, thinking that I'm now in a competition with my brother, which is
