#Chapter 75 – Family Breakfast

“Oh my god, Daniel,” I spit, blushing beet red and leaning forward across the table. “Are you serious? Before coffee?” He leans back in his chair and glares at me. “What, do you think coffee is going to make this any better?” “Yah,” I say, snatching his own tiny espresso cup from its place in front of him and quickly draining it. Screw him, I need this way more than he does. Daniel’s mouth falls open a little when he sees what I’ve done. “Fay!” he complains, “that’s mine!” I slam the cup back onto the table and glare at him in return. “Oops,” I say, cocking my head to the side and crossing my arms over my chest as I lean back. “You’re being such a brat, Fay,” Daniel hisses, leaning over the table. “I can’t believe you’re acting like this, after what you did to me –“ “What I did to you, Daniel?!” I exclaim, huffing in disbelief. “You’re the one making crude accusations before I’ve barely had a chance to sit down – and what business is it of yours anyway!” “You’re my fiancé! Of