##Chapter 28
Hunger Strike
Michelle's POV
I freeze on the spot as I hear his voice behind me. ‘It can't be him! He shouldn't be!’ I screamed in my head as I turned around slowly.
‘What is he doing here?’ I mulled in my head blaming his bad timing as he switched on the light.
‘How could you do this to me, Michelle?’ I said inwardly, referring to myself as a third person.
“Good morning” I waved at him embarrassingly. “Morning? It's not morning yet” he chuckled softly, but his expression was still stiff.
“Oh… that's right” I nodded, not raising my head up. “You didn't show up for dinner” he said, which was more like a question.
‘Did he forget about the slap?’ I pondered because of his calm and indifferent look.
‘That is great, it works out for me well’ I giggled inwardly.
“Yes….
