DEREK'S P.O.V

Rachael has been really different since we got back from the palace. She wasn't rejecting my touches, though she still flinches when I try to. 

I was waiting for her in the dining room as she told me to go out because she wanted to dress up in the closet, and she didn't trust me.  

I chuckled and I looked up. She was looking at me strangely as to why I was laughing. I wiped the grin off my face and I stood, pulling a chair for her, but she took the other.

We ate in complete silence. That was torturous for me, this wasn't what I planned...