Nicole Vargas
"Is it safe to say that we can order takeout?" Ethan asked, as he dropped his fork down on his plate. He looked up at me and gave me an apologetic smile. "I really appreciate your effort princess. I really do, but this is...it's just not edible."
I stayed silent as I stared down at my food. The embarrassment was real. First of all, the food was a disaster. It was horrible. Too much salt, butter. Just too much of everything. Second of all, Veronika b***h Morozov joined us for dinner. My first time and last time ever cooking and Ethan's perfect ex-girlfriend had to be here and eat my food. Third of all, Ethan just can't seem to get the hint that I want her out of this house.
I was pissed and I had all the right to dump this s**t food on his head, but instead I just nodded my
