CHAPTER FIFTY-FOUR

AUDREY'S POV

“You promise to tell me why you're so angry with me?“

“Yes,“ I promised.

“Good. Let's dig in.“

“You can have the pancakes.“

“How generous of you, baby.“ He laughed. “If I'm eating the pancakes, then I'm having the juice.“

“What, no? It's my juice.“

“It's only fair.“ I pouted. “If you share the pasta, then I'll share the juice.“

“No way. You know what? You can keep the juice. It's just going to ruin my taste buds after having the meatballs.“

“Suit yourself, baby.“ We are in silence after that.

“Are you sure you don't want any of the juice? The pulp looks extra chewy.“ He smirked at me.

“I'm not sharing my pasta.“ I said defiantly as I hogged it closer.

He drank every drop, and I glared at him. “What a bully!“

“Now I'm a bully?“ He laughed. The next thing I knew, he was on the floor.

“Magnus.“ I whispered and rushed to him. He was convulsing, and he was jerking around the floor. Then he was foaming at the mouth.

“Magnus!“ I yelled and shook him. I ran out of the room to get