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CHAPTER 114
~Spring's POV~
Eryx hummed, stepping toward the cabinets. "Right. First, you need to eat."
I blinked. "I'm not hungry."
He shot me a look over his shoulder. "Knowing you, when you're worried, you do not eat. You haven't eaten anything since you came back, have you?"
I didn't answer.
"I'll take that silence as a yes. Go sit down."
He moved confidently, rummaging through the things he brought and then the fridge, like he'd done this a dozen times. I watched as he grabbed eggs, some vegetables, and a pack of leftover grilled chicken.
"You really don't need to—"
"I know," he interrupted, placing a pan on the stove. "But I want to. It's not every day my little sister gets moody over a guy."
"I'm not moody," I muttered.
"You're brooding."
"Says the guy who spent years in brooding as a lifestyle because of that same sister."
Eryx smirked but didn't deny it.
