Chapter 77 Seventy Six

• As I made my way towards the sink, hoping he wouldn't notice me, the smell of fried rice and sauteed vegetables filled the kitchen. My stomach growled, but before I could place my mug in the sink, Zevran cleared his throat. I turned to face him, and he scowled at me. He was definitely angry.
• I tried to beam a smile at him, hoping to diffuse the situation, but it was clear he was still upset with me.
• I mumbled a greeting as I walked into the kitchen.