Arabelle was standing in the kitchen fuming. She couldn’t believe the nerve of Niklas. It’s not like he was already in so much trouble, but now he made things worst by stalling the inevitable. He finally stepped out into the kitchen. He was smiling at her like he did nothing wrong, but once he saw the look on her face he sighed.
“I’m happy tonight, can you not ruin it, like you always do.” Niklas told Arabelle staring her down as he leaned against the cupboard.
“Oh no you aren’t pulling that card tonight. You aren’t manipulating me into feeling guilty. I don’t care if I ruin your mood. We need to talk about this. Every time I think that we are getting somewhere you pull some sort of a stunt that just ruins everything. Yes it’s you that ruins everything not me. I’m so sick of feeling gui
