LUCIEN
I stand on the other side of the door with it already shut in my face. "You have to come down for breakfast," I call into the huge wooden door.
"I don't want breakfast," she calls back to me.
"Are you sure? You did not have anything to eat last night, and this morning as well."
"I can't sit at the same table with you right now."
"Are you saying if I am not sitting at the table with you, then you'll come down to eat breakfast?"
"I am not saying it, but I can appreciate it." I don't know why she is angry, but I can tell that she would not want to sit at the same table with me now.
"Okay, then, come down in a few minutes. I will have my breakfast upstairs, and you can take your breakfast at the table," I say. I wait for her to appreciate my effort or say anything else, but all I
