Crossfire With Chloe

Desmond, sensing the tension in the air, quietly excused himself, making his way to his own sanctuary. Chloe's presence lingered, her silent disapproval hanging in the atmosphere like an unwelcome fog. The weight of her contempt was palpable, casting a shadow over the otherwise harmonious household.

As Austin and Chloe entered their room, the tension grew thicker, suffocating the space between them. Chloe, unable to contain her disdain any longer, spoke up with a biting tone. "I can't believe you would compliment her after that lackluster performance in the form of a meal," she sneered, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

Austin turned to face Chloe, his expression a mix of surprise and disappointment. "Chloe, she worked hard to prepare that meal," he countered gently, his tone filled with understanding. "There's no need for you to be so dismissive."

Chloe's eyes blazed with defiance as she crossed her arms, taking an unyielding stance. "Well, I certainly didn't find it worthy of praise,