Sitting on the couch, patiently waiting for Lorne to cook, my phone suddenly rang.
An unknown number was calling.
After answering, there was only silence on the other end.
I furrowed my brow as I munched on the fruit Lorne had peeled for me, saying, "Is anyone there? I'm going to hang up."
Finally, a voice came through.
"Xanthe, have you figured out how you're going to apologize to me?"
I froze.
It took me a moment to search my memory before I recognized Fabian's voice.
I had been living in such bliss lately.
Lorne and Fabian have completely opposite personalities. Though Lorne appears aloof, he's attentive and gentle. We get along incredibly well, and he's exceptionally caring.
Unlike Fabian, who always expected me to accommodate and please him in every aspect of our life.
If I made him even slightly unhappy, he'd lose his temper with me.
Lorne, on the other hand, is emotionally stable. I'm actually the one who tends to get moody.