Chapter 118 Book 3: Eleven Part 2

• A tear slipped sown Sasha’s cheek and she quickly wiped it off before stuffing a fork of spaghetti into her mouth. She tried as much as she could to eat at least half the plate as she wondered why she is pushed to obey his orders. Well, there is no need wondering, she already knows.
• Craig walked her to her car when the lunch was over, although she told him not to, he had insisted, claiming to be a real gentleman.
• “So, when next am I seeing you?” He asked casually when they had gotten to her car.