NORIE'S POV:-
The plane landed and I stepped out of the bedroom. I did not talk to him at all. I grabbed my bag and climbed down the stairs. A car was waiting for us. I went to the car and hopped into the backseat. The driver took out our luggage. Angus also came and hopped into the car. He sat beside me and I moved towards the other corner. He shook his head and tried to wrap his arm around my shoulder. I slapped his hand away. I did not want him to touch me. "How dare him yell at me?" I thought to myself and looked out of the window.
The driver hopped into the car and looked at us. "Bonjour Maître. J'espère que tu vas bien. où maîtriser? (Hello Master. I hope you are fine. Where to Master?)" The driver asked in French. I looked at him. He looked like a French man.
"Je vais bien, me
