"Why are you not eating your food?" Dom asked me, putting his fork aside and staring at my face. After Elijah was being rude to me on the phone, I didn’t call him back. I figured now he was making sure he just ruined our peace because his got ruined.
"I am fine." I replied, playing with the food on my plate and brainstorming what I should do next.
"Is it an office issue? Don’t worry, I will manage it." He gave me a comforting smile, but his mother caught on to our conversation.
"What office issue?" She inquired from her son.
"It is nothing. Just a little misunderstanding and nothing else," Dom tried to excuse, but Helen had heard him talk to me about it. She wanted to know it too, at any cost now.
"No! You said there is an issue. If you can tell her about it, why can’t you share it wi
