Unspoken Sacrifices

Cordelia had dozed off on the sofa, her sleep hazy. She woke up to the faint sounds of two people arguing.

She slowly opened her eyes and looked at the small quilt covering her, then glanced towards the kitchen where two figures were still going at it. 'What are they doing? Arguing?' Cordelia thought.

"Cora doesn't like spicy food," Gideon insisted, convinced that Cordelia couldn't handle spice.

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