#Chapter22

"Whatever, fine you won." He accepts. I squeal in happiness bringing out my tongue in mockery.

I know he thinks I'm childish.

"I'm hungry hatina," Annur cuts in sitting on the chair clearly tired. "Didn't you say you were going to do the cooking today?" I tease.

"Well I did cook the lasagna but I'm not interested in it and seeing how the latest one turned out, I don't think I can, I'm a bad cook."

"Did you just accept that I'm better that you?" I tease him again.

"Yea, yea I just did, now pass the rice over." I chuckle lightly, passing the rice over to him, before...