Chapter 81 Eighty
- "It's fine," I assured her. She took a seat on the couch, and I settled opposite her, placing the paper bag beside me. I was curious about its contents.
- Rica sat up straight, her eyes scanning the room. "I like this house," she commented before fixing her gaze on me.
- "How's married life? It's been a month. I haven't seen or talked with Zevran. How are you?" Her eyes searched mine as her smile remained.