David didn't try to make up with me. He ignored me, just like I did him. He never tried to make it up to me, and that pissed me off as nothing else has ever done.
It's downright frustrating.
Right now, I'm sitting in the parlour while he's cooking in the kitchen —don't ask me, but I think something is burning in there—
Today's the day he's supposed to visit Alpha Dinma, that's the reason I'm out here. I want to see if he'll pick the Alpha over me, or not.
"Are you eating?" He called out from the kitchen, but I ignored him.
"Daniel— you see? I told you he's more than pissed with me— are you eating?" He asked once more.
Just like the first time he asked, I ignored him as I pretended to be playing a boring game on my phone.
"Suit yourself then!" he angrily covered a pot before storming out in anger. "What's wrong with you, Daniel? I don't know why, but you've changed ever since we came back here. "