My throat clenches and my heartbeat is loud in my ears.
Unique.
No one’s ever called me unique before. I wonder if it’s some sort of backhanded compliment. The way he said it however, it felt real. It felt real.
I feel a rush of happiness swell over me like a gust of air. Being praised by an asshole like Archer isn’t going to fix any of the big problems here. But, I can’t help but smile a bit. It’s a juxtaposition to the two people in front of me, emanating rage like it’s steam. I catch Laura’s eye and see her glare deepen. My smile falls immediately.
She gives Archer and I another look before storming out of the kitchen. I don’t miss the way her eyes sparkle with the hold of unreleased tears. She bustles out of the kitchen. The doors slam behind her. I look at Archer and heave a sigh.
