Chapter 100

Freya’s POV

“Bullshit.” I say, my anger rising up again. “Don’t act like you’re not affected by it. I know you have feelings for her. I’m not so blind that I can’t see it.”

“You don’t know what you’re talking about.” He defends.

“The day of the picnic, you ate every single piece of burnt up chicken without complaints, and glared at Adam every time he wanted to make fun of it. In spite of your break up, you still put in effort to remember how much of a bad cook she is and eat it ‘cause you know she appreciates that shit.”

“That still doesn’t mean…”

“The day of the dinner, you got pissed with that guy for checking Xena out. You love riling her up just enough to annoy her a bit, so you can have the slightest chance of a conversation with her because the only way you can talk to her without feeling guilty is throwing words back and forth.”

I pause now, watching him.

He still averts his eyes, unable to say another word as he mindlessly