The blatant confession left no room to maneuver around. Iris returned to her old tactic and acted like she didn't hear him. The food arrived steaming hot and a bowl of comforting chicken soup was placed in front of her.
Iris already ate lunch earlier and was not hungry for a full meal. She sipped on the light soup, sneaking glances at Sebastian as he swept food out of the place. What baffled her was the clear elegance while he did it.
Even Sandra, who received years of eloquence lessons, couldn't imitate it. Watching him enjoy his food had significant effect on her appetite. She managed to finish an entire bowl of soup that was bigger than her face.
Sebastian walked her back to the apartment and left promptly, stating urgent business. Iris didn't ask, after all, it didn't concern her
