(Nikita's P.O.V.)
Listening to the chirping of the birds outside helped me focus on preparing my breakfast better. I knew that I'm going to be needing a high protein meal for the hard training I'm about to do later. So, I have decided to indulge myself with my own little cooking show which I am very well aware that I suck at doing.
Not much of a cooker, but it's better than asking the helpers of the mansion to cook for me. I'm not even close to a bed spacer here; More like an uninvited guest who invited herself.
I'm just cooking a simple steak that I bought with my own money. I don't want to eat their food. It isn't mine. I promised to pay my share, and I'm going to keep my word.
Frankly speaking, I still feel unwelcome in spite of Gill being my friend. Her mother isn't the nicest whil
