Chapter 10

“All worries are less with wine.”

—Arnold Whiteson.

“Strange to see how a good dinner and feasting reconciles everybody.”

—Samuel Pepys.

“There are times when wisdom cannot be found in chambers of parliament or the halls of academia but at the unpretentious setting of the kitchen table.”

—E.A. Bucchianeri.

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Anna’s POV

I smoldered with resentment, rage flowed through me like lava. Molten anger rolled through every part of my body and rage gripped me. Anger poured through me as my temper sparked dangerously.

Just one glance at him made me lose my appetite as I balled my fists with anger blinding me.

“What do you want?” I perused as my nostrils flared. Anyone that looked at my direction should be able to perceive and see the imaginary smoke fuming from head.

“I was passing by, then I saw you and decided to say hi.” He replied with a smile as his dimples surfaced. Anyone will call him cute at this moment, the anger I p