RHEA’S POV
I watched Aaron from a distance, thinking of a much better strategy.
Ahan! Finally something else clicked. Maybe being all nice might just be the ticket to freedom. I left the room and left to prepare a meal, this was merely a fake gesture of goodwill to thaw the icy walls around him.
The moment I approached him with the tray, a faux smile appeared on my lips, I knew this charade would work. "Aaron, I thought you might be hungry," I said, feigning sweetness like a child.
He raised an eyebrow, after a while of staring, he accepted the meal. "Did you prepare this, Rhea?"
I chuckled in a light manner, "yes. Are you surprised? I felt bored and decided to make myself more useful around here."
He eyed me like he was suspicious, but the aroma of the food seemed to soften him. "S
