Chapter 118

•Evangeline•

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We walked into the kitchen, he picked me up by my waist and placed me over the kitchen counter as he took out ingredients to whip up breakfast for both of us.

A sense of deja vu washed over me, it all reminded me of the time when I didn't even know what life had in store for me. I watched silently as he handed me a plate and leaned against the opposite counter, eating his breakfast.

"Did you not like it?" he asked, with a deep frown.

I shook my head and smiled. "No, it's fine"

We silently ate our breakfast, no one said a single word. After we were done, he placed the plates over the sink and I jumped down the counter.

"Easy..." he said in a scolding tone.

He was treating me like I was made of glass like the tinniest thing was capable of hurting me. This wasn't Nikolai, my Nikolai was mean, this one was all nice and I don't think I like all-nice-Niko. I have a thing for his meaner side, the one that knows when to treat me right and when to treat me like a rag