Bitter Fruit

Clara took a deep breath, eyeing the fruits in Rhys's hands. Her face remained calm, but she hesitated, unsure which one to pick.

Corinne's sweet smile transformed into a sinister look.

"Come on, Clara, just pick one. Why make it so hard?" Corinne's tone was still sweet, but her eyes were sharp.

"To be honest, I like all fruits. Grapes are sweet, and bananas are soft; each has its own charm," Clar