Grace left after a while and I returned to my room. I began to write down the possible questions I would be asking her when she returns next week. I also want to make sure the questions come in a way that she won't be able to say no to answering my questions. Bella kept staring at me as I write down a lot of things and end up tearing the papers. I threw the paper into the bin and sighed.
"Bella, can I get new sheets of paper? The ones you brought have been used up"
She nodded and went into my study room to get some.
"Would these be enough?" She asked, handing over the papers to me.
I held them. I raised them up and then down for a while, weighing them in the process, and then I sighed. These should do for now. I had enough time to get the questions ready but I am only worried I might n
