Zara’s POV

My eyes darted around the room, unable to grasp the sight it beheld.

What the hell?

I blinked rapidly, swallowing emotion, wondering what I would say to him that would still keep me on track. 

“You can give me your answer when we are done eating,” he finally said, noticing my shock. “But I need it tonight,” he said, rather firmly.

Was that a threat? 

I looked down, my eyes darting sideways, giving him a slight nod.

Then he sat down and continued eating like nothing had happened.

We both ate in silence, as he glanced at me with a disgusting smile. I returned a forced smile, too. ...