Pain crept into her heart, and Inez clenched the fork in between her fingers. She exhaled heavily and said to Killian, "I did learn a few tricks from my grandmother; after all, cooking is like the basic skill for survival."
It was a lie, and Killian knew that it was a lie, but he didn't question her. Nor did he say another word when he saw the tears in her eyes. Even though his heart was breaking apart at the sight of her tears. His beast let out a roar inside of him, and Killian almost dropped to his knees to ask Inez how to make everything alright.
How to make this stop? Because as long as she was willing to stop crying, he was willing to do anything.
