My jaw dropped in shock. "How do you always come up with the most shocking revenge plans?" I asked, incredulous. It literally took him seconds to come up with this one.
He laughed throatily. "Eat your meal, Clara, and stop frowning between bites. I don't like it when you do that."
I blinked slowly, still processing. "I don't know whether I should be amazed or scared."
His brow arched. "Amazed, I understand. But scared? You have no reason to fear me, Clara. I would never hurt you," he said, frowning slightly. "At least not intentionally."
He behaved like someone who knew how to hold a vendetta. "You never know," I muttered, picking up my fork once more. "It's almost as if taking revenge comes naturally to you."
I didn't realize how harsh my words were until I spat them out. "I'm sorry,
