"Of course you did. Of course you thought it would be a brilliant idea to get me in a great mood so you could ruin it all over again."
Mia might have actually managed to remain calm. She might have not lost her head, but then he took a fucking bite of that chicken like there was nothing in the world wrong and it was just another day in the life, and she snapped.
"Would you STOP EATING!" she exclaimed, hands slamming down on the table. "This is not the kind of thing you fucking discuss over your stupid dry chicken dinner! You can't just fucking declare that you're never going to marry me and then shovel food into your mouth! Jesus Christ, Tino!"