"First, you call me fatso, then you call me Mrs. Neils. How am I supposed to respond to that?" Miranda turned around, giving Edward a look of mock exasperation.
Edward's face turned beet red. Having already blurted out his thanks, he decided he might as well repeat it more earnestly.
"Mrs. Neils, I shouldn't have spoken to you like that. Thank you for saving my life."
"Oh, no need to thank me. Just do me a favor. Stop glaring at me and calling me fatso whenever we cross paths. That'll be plenty." She didn't hold his rudeness against him.
The former Miranda had indeed been quite a handful, so it wasn't surprising everyone found her off-putting.
After making sure Edward was okay, Miranda headed to the kitchen to fix breakfast.
Determined to stick to her diet, she prepared a simple meal
