*NEXT DAY*
I was all alone in the huge dinning hall as I munched on my breakfast slowly. It compromised mainly of toast and a warm glass of milk, one that I made all by myself.
I didn't find any chef or maid in the kitchen again and I wonder why. I didn't really had the energy to search for them so I made breakfast myself and also kept some for the men I'm living with.
I had eaten almost half of my food when I saw Oliver decending down the stairs. Why do I always have to see him everyday? Can't he just leave already??
I turned my attention back to my food and acted like I didn't see him before. He didn't even spare me a glance and walked straight to the kitchen. He served himself some of the remaining toast and made himself a cup of coffee.
Then, he came back to the dinning hall and s
