The dinner table was silent. Ariel Morris lifted her gaze and sneaked a glance at the person eating quietly across from her before softly asking, "Arlo Seys, how much did you spend today? Why did the supermarket send an entire box over?" When she opened the door to sign for the items, she was stunned.
Who goes to the supermarket to buy 'bread'—and purchases an entire box of it? Dozens of packets... enough for a year!
"I don't know, I used my card," Arlo Seys continued eating, his voice somewhat deep.
He hadn't even looked at the bill.
Ariel blurted out, "How am I supposed to pay you back then!"
Arlo's fingers holding the chopsticks trembled slightly. He looked up, his eyes gradually growing colder, "Ariel Morris! If you can't talk, then just shut up!"
Ha, payback? Needing him and calling for help, then paying back and saying goodbye when he's not needed.
Ariel Morris, just how pathetic am I to never let you go.
