Armaan glanced at the knife and immediately lowered it, feeling guilty. "Sorry!" he hissed. His blood was pounding in his ears as he tried to calm down. "I thought you were out! Don't touch that!" he said, flapping his hands to keep Avery away from the food. Oh god, there were rose petals in the hallway leading to his bedroom door and Avery was going to see them and be such a little shit.
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