Chapter 93 Ninety Two

• He placed one of the paper bags on the table and threw the other at me like it was a ball. Luckily, I caught it. "Your dress," he explained before sitting down beside me and opening the bags.
• "My mother said she understands if I don't want to talk to her," I told him. "She cried when she found out what I did. But she can't come here, she's too weak."
• Zevran handed me a tupperware container filled with rice and beefsteak, and another with still-warm fried chicken and vegetables. I placed them on the table and suddenly realized how hungry I was when the aroma of the chicken reached my nose. Zevran got up and went to the kitchen, returning with two spoons and forks in one hand. He handed me a pair.