Chapter Fifty-Nine

Roman's POV

It's lunch period and I'm in the cafeteria eating and chatting with my guys. While everyone else is eating food gotten from the cafeteria menu, I'm eating specially packed lunch one of my chefs prepared for me this morning.

If I was anyone else, I would get laughed at and ridiculed for bringing my own food like a kid but my friends know better than to mock Roman Masters.

I'm a picky eater and in many circumstances, I can't eat food unless I know who prepared it. Apart from this, I wouldn't trust the school cafeteria kitchens to be one hundred percent hygienic.

I'm picking at my basmati rice and curry flavor chicken stew meal and laughing at a joke one of my guys, Tommy, is telling when my cousin approaches with a terse expression I easily recognise as worried.

"What's going on?" I ask Robyn as she reaches my table and stands tensely beside me. She doesn't even spare my guys a glance when a number of them try to get her attention, so I know whatever is going must be serio