Chapter 21

True Or False love

…The table drifted and the flute and mug followed through. The tinkle of glass breaking on the floor made her flinch from Ferguson.

“I…I’m a numb heart, “She stuttered, smacking her lips.

He was panting at her face.

“I’m a numb heart,” she wanted to rush the rest of the words but tried to control her nerves. I would be spending most of my time here after work at factory.” She was struggling to catch his green eyes, as though she was pleading with them.

“It’s ok. You can always get the key from the receptionist,” he replied and thoughtfully left his mouth open....