The Truth About Happily Ever After by Karole Cozzo

Author:Karole Cozzo
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Feiwel & Friends

chapter 14

I head over to Miller’s apartment at 5:59 p.m., because apparently I’ve been craving social interaction more than I realized. I’ve changed into a tank top and skinny jeans that now fit loosely, and before I leave, I grab an old, washed-out hoodie and zip it up. I don’t really want to catch Miller noticing how thin my arms have gotten.

Because he lives clear across the complex, I decide to drive. I didn’t hesitate before accepting his invitation to come over for dinner, but along the way there, random concerns pop into my head.

I should’ve brought something, I think. Where are my manners?

Is Yael going to be there? That would be awkward.

I mean, her attempts to hide her dislike for me are … nonexistent.

But it’s too late to seriously rethink any of it, so I just keep driving, arriving at his building five minutes later. Theirs is a second-floor apartment, so I climb one flight of stairs, find his door, ring the bell, and wait.

I really wish I had a plate of cookies, a salad, anything … in my hands.

But I relax the second Miller opens the door wearing a wide, easy smile. He’s recently showered—the back of his collar is damp and he smells like soap, barefoot in jeans and a mossy green T-shirt that brings out some green flecks in his warm brown eyes.

“Welcome, Princess.” He ushers me inside.

“Hey.” I tuck my hair behind my ear and walk past him. “Thanks again for inviting me.”

He nods. “Of course.”

I check out the entrance to their apartment, its dark red walls covered in framed black-and-white stills from the various Enchanted Enterprises movies. The decor doesn’t surprise me. Yael seems like the artsy type.

“Cool walls,” I comment, running my hand reverently over one of the stills. “I love all the EE stuff.”

“Right? Would be cooler if they were originals, but the reprints are good, too.”

I wander a bit farther, coming to stand in front of the image of Enchanted’s Cinderella running from the ball, her lost slipper in her wake, the Prince chasing after her. A pang of sadness hits me. Prince Charming. If only he actually existed.

But I’m quickly distracted when I catch sight of the small kitchen area, its countertops covered in multiple cutting boards, a collection of prep bowls, and a whole lot of sharp knives.

“Whoa.” I smile over my shoulder at Miller. “You’re not messing around, are you?”

“I do know my way around the kitchen,” he admits. “But it’s safer to say I excel at the basics as opposed to being a gourmet chef.” He walks behind the counter and uses a large fork to flip over some marinating steaks. “Beef is simple. But preparation is key, letting it sit out at room temperature awhile, making a decent marinade. Then all you have to do is toss it on the grill.” Miller selects a knife out of the dozen and deftly chops a pile of mushrooms.

I watch him, bemused smile playing on my lips. I don’t

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