As Forrest poured oil into the frying pan, his hand trembled at Zach's words.In an unexpected moment, Madelyn's finger got nicked by a shard of glass, and a trickle of blood started flowing. She calmly wiped it away with a tissue, showing no signs of discomfort, and spoke with composure, "But hasn't he already paid a price? Compared to your actions, Forrest's deeds were just minor clashes among classmates."Madelyn thought, 'Forrest had been hurt, stuck in a hospital bed for months. Yet, Zach, who did wrong, faced no consequences.'Preferring not to dwell on the matter, Madelyn managed a faint smile at Zach, "Would you stay for dinner, Brother? Forrest's cooking is delicious."Zach met her gaze, glimpsing a hint of distance.Beyond her composed exterior, Zach yearned for Madelyn to unleash her anger openly, to let her emotions free instead of wearing a facade."However, we might not have extra plates at home, Brother. Forrest bought his own plate."Zach stood, fastening his bla
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