NOAH
"She won't even come out whenever I'm at home. I've started cooking every morning too, but she never eats whatever I dish out for her. Instead, all she orders are pizzas and Chinese takeouts. It's driving me crazy," I stated wearily, rubbing my temples as I explained.
Harrier raised her eyebrows at me.
"You've been cooking for her?" she asked.
"I know. I have a lot of work to do and it's exhausting, having to cook constantly everyday. But I don't know what else to do and I really really want her to stop being mad and cooking for someone as an apology is the only way I know."
My sister was silent for a long while, her expression thoughtful.
"You could try going to her room, see if she's going to want to talk to you face to face. You can't keep doing this if she's not responsive," Harriet mentioned.
