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I curbed the urge to shed tears, but they were in my tone when I said, “Thanks, Hale.”

“Let’s go have fun.”

On that, he angled out of the car.

And I thought he was being optimistic, but I had no choice.

I hopped out too.

CHAPTER6

CHEZ COHEN

Hale

“You should probably take more brussels sprouts, dear, instead of the potatoes. I’m not sure there’s enough green in your diet.”

“You should start keto, Elsa. Anoushka and I are on it, and it’s amazing. We’re fit and have active lifestyles, so it’d probably work wonders for you.”

“Elsa’s always been a little chubby. No matter what she tries, it probably will never change. Right, Scott? Some people are just prone to storing fat. You’re a doctor. You should know.”

“I’m an orthopedic surgeon, Em. Not a weight loss specialist.”

“Anoushka has a couple of keto cookbooks,” Oskar said, then, clearly not caring enough about his sister to know she had nothing but a jar of Grey Poupon mustard, a stick of butter and a water carafe in her fridge, magnanimously offered, “She can scan some of our favorite recipes and send them to you.”

Inger bookended these comments by saying, “Maybe I should go steam some broccoli. It wouldn’t take a minute.”

All right.

Fuck this shit.

He’d had enough.

And she’d taken more than enough.

So they were done.

“That’s it,” he said, tossing his napkin down and pushing back his chair.

“Hale,” Elsa said softly.

He turned to her. “We’re going.”

“Maybe we can talk in the other room,” she suggested.

“I warned you,” he returned.

She tucked her lips between her teeth.

It was the cutest thing he’d ever seen her do.

Strike that, it was the only cute thing he’d ever seen her do.

But serious as fuck.

This shit was not okay.

It had started out all right.

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