Niles's POV
An hour has passed, yet it feels so long. My gaze was fixed on the cold cup of coffee on the table.
My mind was filled with different thoughts. I've always had the gut feeling that she was related to Douglas Ross, but I never thought of confirming it. Not that I was interested in her family matters, but what happened a few hours ago seemed suspicious.
Overall, I couldn't stop myself from thinking she hadn't had anything to eat since morning. Or perhaps last night.
"Gosh!"
I kept telling myself not to worry, but the more time passed by, the more worried I got.
"f**k!" I cursed before reaching out to the landline on the table.
I ordered some food, and some minutes later, the food was delivered.
I stood in front of her door with the tray in my hands. Everything about t
