~~Rain~~The kitchen goes silent, with nothing but the appetizing aroma of the meal sitting between us, but even that isn’t enough to convince Selene to eat. She stares at the plate, her hands twitching on the counter. It’s hard to miss the raw fear in her eyes, or the way her lips quiver when she picks up the spoon.“You are turning into my personal chef,” she says in a light tone, a pathetic attempt to make small talk. “Husbands cook for their wives all the time. It's not a big deal.”She nods, pushing saliva down her throat. I know what she's afraid of, and it pisses me off to see her so scared that I poisoned her meal. What happened to make her feel this wary? Will she ever open up to me about her past?I reach over and pull the plate to myself, take a deliberate spoonful of the soup, and swallow it in front of her. Selene watches without missing a beat. “It’s safe,” I assure quietly, sliding it back to her. “I made it for your hangover. Eat up.”Instantly, the tension in her sho
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