Alpha Robert's POV
The rest time spent at the dining table was a silent one as we both ate our food quietly. All that I was thinking about was the maid who saved my life. I wished she would just come by right now so that I could tell her how grateful I was for not leaving me there that day to die. I heaved a sigh as I leaned backward, resting my back against the chair. I looked up at Rowland, who was focused in a particular direction as if he was thinking about something. I cleared my throat, grabbing his attention immediately.
“What's going on, Rowland? What are you thinking about?” I asked anxiously, waiting for him to talk. He took a deep breath as he wiped his face with his palm. He looked at me for a while, and I could tell he was trying to think of what to say.
“Nothing! Why?” He
