Third person's pov
After setting the table, they both had their seats and Daciana watched as he rubbed his plams together before grabbing the cutleries, setting to dig in. She also did the same and looking down at the chicken lasagna; she took a sip of water first before scooping a spoonful.
As he took in a spoonful, he almost took it down his throat when his taste bud came in contact with the foods taste, causing him to gag. Why is it so salty? Briefly closing his eyes, he decided against swallowing it but then; that might hurt her and make her feel less of herself. Or should he just stand up and excuse himself to wherever he could pour his guts out?
Daciana who had been stylishly casting looks at him after also chewing on the so called salty lasagna felt guilty of making him this way.
