Chapter 44 Whether Or Not, You Are Mine!

• Mateo’s P.o.v
• I stare from my desk in my room as the approaches me with my breakfast on a clean porcelain tray. She was wearing a frock and she casted her eyes on the tray as the sound of clinking of dishes fill the room.
• I could see her hold firmly onto the tray and I just couldn’t take it take my eyes of her. My eyes narrowed slightly, and as I continue to scan her, I felt a strange sense of dissonance. The anger and resentment I’d once harbored towards her seemed to have dissipated, replaced by a growing sense of admiration.