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SARAH'S POV

Immediately after Myles left, the whole atmosphere turned awkward for me. I was not sure of what to do next. The only plan in my head at the moment was to scurry into the bedroom.

As I dragged my feet out of the living room, I heard him say, "Where do you think you are going?"

I was dumbfounded. I did not have a reply 'cause what kind of question was that?

We eventually made eye contact and I noticed that he was relaxed, way more than I was.

"I don't get to eat dinner? I'm hungry." He sulked and I wondered if this was the man that looked fiercely angry earlier.

"Uh...sure. I..I prepared something." I stuttered and hurried to the kitchen area to dish out his meal. I placed it on the dining table and grabbed a bottle of water and a cup from the fridge. After it was set, I made an attempt to go to the room but he stopped me.

"I have to eat alone? Now, that's cruel." He whined again and I was really confused on what was going on.

"I've eaten, actually." I said, defending my