Chapter Forty
Sahara's POV
"You need to eat, Princess. Look at yourself, you're so thin and pale. It's not healthy, your not healthy and I am sure your mother-"
"Don't mention her, Scott. I don't want to hear her name and what did you say? She'd be worried? To me?" I scoff, my mouth feeling bitter by just saying it. "You mean the woman who locked me here for a week and a half now without even visiting me will be concerned about my well-being?" He sighed and put the untouched plate on the nightstand, then turned to me with a soft look on his face.
"I'm sorry for mentioning her. But Princess, I don't mean to meddle in your business with your mother, but don't you think that it's good to talk to her and let her explain before you cuss her internally. Maybe she has something to say then if
