396-He Got Himself A Sexy Assistant.
"Lazio! I told you, he instigated me." I answered him quietly. His eyes were glaring into my soul, making me vulnerable.
"He had seen his father die. What did you expect from him? You were supposed to use your brain in that situation," he yelled again, slamming his hands on the desk once more.
I felt trapped in the cage of his eyes. He seemed to be judging me.
The curse was lifted, and all the spells that ruined their lives vanished too. They all should have been normal, but the only thing that changed was my condition.
"I have seen him die, too. I stood there watching the person die, while the person who should have been there to see that died because of me," I murmured, pouring my heart out to Lazio. My lips quivered so miserably that for a moment, I felt bad, like I should have stayed stronger.
"What? Where did you get that from now?" He frowned as he questioned my statement.
"He said that to me. He claimed that I was the reason Thiago died. Now you see why I lost my temper with him?" I made a point, speaking in my mouth.
"That's just bullshit. Enya! I was there when he made a decision to save your life and give up on his own." Lazio shook his head when he reminded me of that horrible night.
"That's what we know. But Corbin—" I was about to break down when a scoff from Lazio stole my attention. It was a surprise to see how he rolled his eyes when watching my eyes fill with tears.
"And now you are going to use that statement to mourn some more. It's—," he sighed, exhausted, "one thing after another with you. It’s as if we all grew up and moved on, but you are still stuck in the phase of your life where you were the lead, the centre of attention," he said in a most tired tone, and instead of sitting down to finish dinner, he gave up. He walked out of the dining room to call it a night, but his words were engraved in my memory.
I don't know why I expected him to understand and comfort me. He was tired of my everyday complaints.
I couldn't eat anything after that. I spent another three hours cleaning the kitchen because, while cooking for me, Lazio had created such a mess of the kitchen.
After I was finally done with all the chores, I walked upstairs to go to sleep. Lazio had already been in the bed and fallen asleep. He even took most of the bed.
I woke up early, like every day, and quickly prepared breakfast and Lazio's suit for the day. Except for me, he didn't like anyone else in the kitchen. I didn't know how to cook until two months after he told me to take cooking classes and learn to take care of everything in the house. I wasn't particularly interested in the affairs of the pack. Actually, he didn't like me poking my nose into pack matters. He liked to take care of his pack in his own way.
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