Mine
He said through gritted teeth.
“I can’t go with you, I’m sorry.” Kimberly replied, shaking her head like she was trying to remind herself that she couldn’t go.
Distracting herself, she stood up and walked to the refrigerator, her hands reached for anything she could make because she didn’t want to argue with Ian. It’s just too early to start fighting over trivial matters.
Ian was fuming inside because Kimberly wasn’t giving him an reasonable explanation as to why she can’t go camping, she rather chose to ignore him, which killed him even more.