Amara's pov
I picked up the first one at her words and opened it. I resisted the urge to sniff at the paper from his scent coming from it, I hate the soul bond!
It pleases me to deny you of strawberries for they remind me of your infidelity and thus; I am disgusted by them and you shall learn to be appalled by them too.
-Grump.
I frowned and placed the note aside. He acted like a child and I wanted to write back to him to tell him to shove his sumptuous breakfast up his ass for I had no need of it. I picked up the second note.
Eat.
-Grump.
A simple command like I was some lap dog. I squeezed the paper and threw it aside before picking up the next.
Pick up the paper you just threw aside and eat, snyek.
-Grump.
The nerve of him! And he had already studied me more than he should an
