Flawed Heart (House Of Obsidian #1) - Plot & Excerpts
He knows I hate it that he’s drinking, but it would seem he no longer cares. He’s just sitting there watching me, almost daring me to argue with him. I won’t do it. I just get on with making lunch, refusing to give in to him, refusing to let him know that he’s hurting me. That’s what he wants, and he won’t get it from me. “Are you going to eat?” I mumble to my plate. “No.” “Fine, Max.” I flip open the bin and tip his food into it, ignoring the way he flinches when I do. I throw my sandwich in after it, not hungry. I’ve lost a few solid pounds in the last month, and it’s all from stress. Max has good and bad days, but lately it’s more bad than good. Today he’s home, for what reason I do not know, but it probably has to do with the black eye he’s sporting. “What happened to your face?” I ask, nodding at it. “I fought.” “With who?” “With an opponent.” “I didn’t think you did it with your best friend,” I spit. He crosses his arms. “I have a fighting ring at the club, remember?”
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