Emma Watson
Rayian threw his questions at me like an FBI interrogator.
"I forgot about the questions, Rayian," I lied.
He sighed before turning to the front.
"How are your eyes?"
"Fine, they're getting better."
"That's nice to hear."
The drive to the mansion was silent. I was glad he didn’t ask me any more questions.
"Thank you," I muttered to Alex.
"Good night, ma’am," he said as he went to park the car.
Abel was already here.
"Get some sleep. You have work tomorrow."
"Yes, boss," I sighed as I walked toward my room.
"Won't you be having dinner, Mrs. Ray?"
"No, I'm fine, Mira. I just need a bath and some rest."
"Oh, alright, ma’am," Mira said and left.
I collapsed on the bed. I had never been so worn out in my life.
The thoughts of Mum fill
