Cain’s jaw tightened, but he forced himself to stay calm.
“Like this,” he said, pointing the spatula at me. “You hear half of a conversation, make up the other half in your head, then refuse to listen when someone tries to explain.”
I nearly choked on my apple. “Excuse me?”
“You heard me.”
I slammed the apple onto the counter. “Oh, so now this is my fault?”
“I didn’t say that.”
“You practically did!”
Cain groaned and rubbed his temples. “Moon Goddess, give me strength.”
“Don’t bring the Moon Goddess into this.”
“Then stop acting impossible!”
My eyes widened. “Impossible?!”
“Yes, impossible!”
I opened my mouth to yell at him again, but the smell of food suddenly reached my nose. My stomach betrayed me by growling loudly.
The corner of Cain’s lips twitched.
I wanted to disappea
