Chapter sixteen

Grace's POV

My mind was like a hurricane with loads of thoughts running in it. On one hand I'm happy that I'm finally out of the hospital and on the other hand I'm being hated by someone I barely know.

I almost forgot!, the jerk with the flowers is also out there.

"What are you thinking about?" I was too engrossed in my thoughts that I didn't hear Mr Hyde walked in.

"nothing" I replied trying to assemble my thoughts.

An aroma invaded my nostrils before I could see the source.

"That's hard to believe," he said gently, dropping the tray of mouth watering serving of food on the table beside me.

I was stuck in that hospital for too long that I now end up drooping at the sight of food.

I can't remember the last time I had a meal that I wanted not because I was made to eat it.

I smiled thankfully at him and started eating with no care in the world.

I almost moan at the rich taste of the steak on my tongue.

It's been a freaking long time!

I felt slightly embarrassed knowing that Mr