Chapter 58

“I will maim you.” I growl at him over the huge tub of ice cream he is trying to extract from my clenched hands, giving me that ‘I will physically remove it and discipline you at the same time’ glare.

“It’s after eight pm, and all you have eaten all day is fruit and three tubs of ice cream, Sophs.” He yanks it free and pulls the spoon out of my hand too. Bossy asshole in full swing as I reach out, clawing for it.

“I didn’t want snails.” I sulk.

“She didn’t make snails… those were mushrooms, and it’s called real food. You didn’t touch anything either of us made you all day. You can’t keep living holed up here eating frozen yogurt for days on end.”

“Yes, I can. It’s the upside for my impending fatness.” I give him a tearful look, and he eye-rolls at me, sighing heavily. His patience lasted maybe another twenty-four hours, and now he is seriously starting to lose the rag with me. He’s tried to give me space, and I tried so hard to make peace with this, but it’s