Setson's P.O.V.
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"What's going on here?" I asked.
I walked in, and could smell something delicious. I was already starving, and smelling that food excited me. I know that Violet cooked for me because Charles called me right after their little grocery trip.
Finally, Violet was getting out of the apartment. I knew she was just scared, and that's why I didn't push her. Violet just needed a little bit of time.
And now here Greg is ruining it.
The tension in the air was so thick that you could cut it with a knife. Violet was crying with a deep scowl on her face. Greg is glaring at her with his hands balled into fists. I was shocked that Greg had come here in the first place. I told him he needed to talk to Violet.
I didn't
