Problems

Chapter 43.

Diana's POV.

*THE NEXT MORNING*

I woke up with the smell of the food hitting my nostrils. It seemed something got burned!

I stood up from my bed, and I hurried out of the room. I met Ryan on my way to the kitchen, too.

"Can you smell that?" He questioned me while I nodded.

"Yeah! Who do you think it was?" I questioned.

"I guess we would have to find out." We both hurried down the stairs, and then went to the kitchen.

It was just 7 a.m. in the morning, and we barely ate breakfast this early. We got to the kitchen, and then I saw Harper, who was there standing at the front of the burnt pancake.

"What the actual fuck!" I muttered under my breath seeing the quantity of pancake that she burnt. What the hell was she trying to do?

"You two are here! I'm so sorry for this." She stated nervously.

"No one is forcing you to cook here. If you cannot cook, you should get to wait until breakfast is ready." Ryan reprimanded her.

The expression on her face changed immediately. I bet she