"Third Person's POV"
After spending a few more minutes with his father, as promised to Mireya, Eric strolled towards the dining area. When he peeped inside, he was Mireya was sitting calmy on her chair. the plate of pasta served for her was nowhere to be found. Mireya's eyes were moving here and there which decoded she was observing the new surroundings she was in.
"hello, Mireya," Eric added as he bgan pacing towards Mireya.
Mireya elevated her gaze and looked towards where Eric's voice came from. as soon as her eyes ound Eric, a gentle smiled played on her lips.
"Did you finish the pasta? How was it?" Eric inquireed before ceasing his steps right beside Mireya.
"yes, I finished it all. the maid took the plate away. and I enjoyed it. I liked it very much," Mireya expressed her littl
