“Eva, what is the matter? You've barely touched your food,” Sarah asked with concern as we ate lunch in the cafe that was 5 minutes walking distance from our office. “You are acting strange again. I thought once things would be fine between Mr. Miller and you so you would behave normally.”
“I saw Evie going into Mr. Diaz's cabin,” I remember back then Evie went into Noah’s cabin with a dirty smirk over her face.
“Evie? Who is she now? And why are you concerned about her? Why does it matter if she went to Mr. Diaz's cabin?” Sarah narrowed her eyes.
“The face she had while going to his cabin is disturbing me,” I put my fork at the table and kept my chin in my hand. “Do you think she can create some trouble for him?”
Sarah also put her fork and held my hand and then touched my forehead. “
