Semua Bab Bound by Fangs and Blood: Bab 101

CHAPTER 89ADAMThree months after Eve came back, we had our first real fight.Not about her being reckless. Not about the trauma. Not about any of the obvious things.About dishes."You left them in the sink again," I said, trying to keep my voice level. "I asked you to put them in the dishwasher.""I was having a panic attack. Dishes weren't my priority.""You've had three panic attacks today. At some point, dishes need to happen."Eve's eyes flashed. "Are you seriously criticizing me for not doing dishes while I'm struggling with PTSD?""I'm not criticizing. I'm asking you to follow through on basic household tasks.""Basic household tasks feel impossible when I'm fighting to stay grounded in reality!""Then tell me that! Don't just leave things half-done and expect me to read your mind!""I shouldn't have to explain every single time that I'm barely functional! You know I'm struggling!"We were both yelling now. The girls hovering in the doorway, uncertain.I forced myself to stop