This won't work on me

"ARE we celebrating something?" Hanna asked when she noticed the food in front of us. She then turned to me.

I dragged her to the kitchen to let her taste the food I cooked this afternoon.

I shook my head as I looked at the plate of truffle mushroom pasta on the table.

"Nah. I just wanted to cook."

The truth is, I was kind of nervous with my job interview scheduled for the next day. So I distracted myself by cooking one of my favorite pasta dishes. It was a habit of mine--cooking whenever I'm feeling nervous.

Two days ago, I walked past a local bookstore on the next street. I saw they were looking for a part-time staff so I tried to apply for the job. This morning, they called me to inform me that I had an interview with the owner tomorrow.

"Hmm… or maybe this is for Gideon?" Hanna gave me a teasing smile.

I frowned. "This is not for him. It was very obvious that there's no love between us, Hanna. This whole marriage was a mistake."

This was the first time I opened up to Hanna abo