He turned to me, leaned on the countertop and folded his arms over his chest, continued to observe the cooking process.

- You will not give up on what you have planned? The voice that broke the silence sounded very harsh.

- Not. is a short but firm answer.

Your stupidity will destroy you.

- Stupidity?

- What do you think it's called?

- Already said.

  In two steps, he was next to me. He grabbed his hand and tugged at him. She barely managed to stay on her feet and not collide with him.

- Change your mind. I will not let.

  I am angry with him and at...