Anabella's POV
"Sit,'' he ordered
I stared around and noticed a one-seater couch in the room and sat on it.
I noticed his quizzical eyes were on me for a while before he stood on his feet and walked up to the mini-fridge at the corner of the room and brought out a few items from it.
''Here.'' He walked up to me and handed me a loaf of bread and a carton of orange juice.
''Thanks,'' I whispered and took the items from him.
''Butter or margarine.'' He asked as he scanned the fridge.
''Any,'' I replied and gulped.
''Make a choice.'' His voice came as an order
''Margarine'' I replied quickly and looked away.
I noticed he took margarine from the fridge and walked up to me
''Thanks.'' I took the margarine from him and settled my gaze on the floor.
''Eat, I need to get to bed early.''
