Chapter 207

The man was looking down, his slender fingers gripping a fruit knife as he peeled an apple. The blade was sharp, slicing the peel into a long, unbroken strip that he eventually tossed into the trash without ever lifting his head. He then neatly chopped the apple into bite-sized pieces, stuck a toothpick in each, and slid the bowl in front of Calliope. "Why are you looking at me like that? I'm not some petty control freak. Whatever you wanna do, just go for it." His voice was calm, without much emotion. Calliope pouted a bit, picked up a juicy slice with the toothpick, and popped it into her mouth-but couldn't help mentally grumbling. Who was it again that used to throw a fit every time she talked with Lucien? He wouldn't reply to her texts or even look at her back then. Though... ever since they moved in together, he really had eased up a lot. At least, he hadn't pulled the silent treatment over Lucien since then. Bradley watched Conrad meticulously slicing that apple and couldn't stop