His eye darted towards Bonnie and he saw that she had also finished her plate. She was sipping on the glass cup and she seemed to be so at ease, like nothing was out of the ordinary.

"Can I get my phone back?" I asked, placing my glass cup which still had some of the drink on the tray.

"Why was Christopher calling you?

Why are you calling me? How did you think I would know? You answered the call yourself."

"When would you stop treating me cruelly?"

He glared into my eyes.

"When you leave me in hell."

"That is not possible! You must start getting accustomed to me."...