"Tell me what have I done that made you blame me?" I asked.
"I'm here standing in front of you so that there won't be a next time for you to ask me. And also I'm not running away. So do it." I said.
"You eat first!" I can't believe he is saying this.
I wanted to laugh but I didn't.
"Why do my eating concern you? You just need to say what you have done to make you blame me for it. Do your way, why care about what I eat or not.`` I said. I'm still standing on the other side of the kitchen component.
"You didn't have anything in the morning", he muttered but I heard.
"Just stop repeating the same thing!!!!! I'm tired of it!!!!!" I burst.
Yeah I did. I no longer was standing on the other side but walked toward him crossing the distance holding his shirt.
