“What’s wrong with me? Why can’t you empathize with me?”
“Why? Are you sure you don’t know the reason?” Arielle rolled her eyes in frustration.
Aaron snorted. “I have no idea.”
“Well, you should think about it then. I don’t have the time to keep talking to you. I should be using the time to make some desserts for Pat.” With that, she turned around and stormed away.
“Arielle, I’m really not going to eat if it’s not your cooking!” Aaron said hurriedly when he saw her leaving.
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