When I stepped out of the room, I witnessed all the gazes at me. I look for Jacob but he wasn't in the hall.
I took a deep breath and headed towards the kitchen, there was neither fear on my face nor any wrinkle on my forehead. No, the reason I was not afraid was not that I had the strength to deal with everything, but Jacob's company was the reason for my courage.
"Coffee" Ben passed me the coffee mug but hearing the harsh throat clearing of Brat, he stepped back passing me the uncomfortable smile.
Picking up the cup, I started making coffee while my gaze was busy searching for bread or something that I can make as I have been feeling too damn hungry.
I still cannot get that thought out of mind that because of Aaron how I peed in my clothes and how Mac was staring at me.
"What ga
