Chapter Sixty-One
Sahara's POV
"Distracted?" I jumped off the bamboo chair in surprise. Then after I recovered, I turned to the owner of the voice and glare.
"Don't do that! You almost–"
"Give me a heart attack." She finished my sentence mockingly. "Yeah, yeah. I know." I rolled my eyes and slumped back down on my chair that's facing the beautiful view of the ocean. I felt her presence beside me. "As much as I don't want to ask you this, I will ask it anyway. Are you okay?" I tried to chuckle and I succeeded but it turned out emotionless.
"Wow. What did you eat? What happened to the snob that I met three weeks ago? What did you do to her?" She glared at me and looked at the ocean.
"Look, I didn't mean to be rude to you that day but that's me, that's what makes me who I am and I can't
