Elyseen grabbed Brynlee's shoulders and helped her up. She seemed tired and allowed him to drag her onto one of the nearby stools.
"You still want to eat those cupcakes even though you know my blood might be dripping in the batter?"
Elyseen grinned. It was a grin that made Brynlee's heart race.
“This will be my first time tasting a blood cupcake.”
"Don't insult me like that," Brynlee snorted in annoyance. She dropped her ass on the stool, then rested her chin on the table.
"At least, you're angry. It's better than you just being quiet. You're worrying me."
"Don't worry about me. I'm a grown woman. I will be fine."
"You don't look fine. You look devastated right now. Sorry for destroying all your memories of your late sister. You may not be blood relatives, but as a younger sister,
