He pulled Jill and Neil behind him protectively. “Don’t tell me you’re going to hold a grudge against a five-year-old, Jolene.”
I hadn’t even said a word, yet the blame was all mine. Instead of defending myself, I said, “You guys continue with what you were doing. I only came out to get something.”
I headed to the fridge and opened it. That was when I noticed that the cake I’d baked was missing. I looked toward the living room to see a ruined cake on the table.
Shawn noticed my line of sight and said nonchalantly, “Was that yours? Neil left it there because he said it tasted bad. I’ll buy you one if you want.”
I picked up the cake’s remains and threw it into the trashcan. Then, I said indifferently, “No, it’s fine.”
After that, I headed to the door to leave. I’d only taken a few steps when Shawn came running after me. “Where are you going, Jolene?”
I looked at him oddly. This was his first time leaving Jill behind to come after me. “Why did you come after me?”
He was taken aback by my question. In the past, I would’ve been overjoyed to see him run after me. I would’ve forgiven him regardless of what he’d done.
He looked awkward, seemingly not expecting me to react so indifferently. “I… I came to ask you where you were going because you left without saying anything.”
