Chapter Eight

“What is it about him that is making me feel like this. What has he done to me.” Sacha found herself biting her bottom lip in confused thought as she secretly glanced at Gavin. This was while pretending that she was focused, reading the novel in her hand.

Right at this moment, they were at his workshop where he was busy fixing a car while she just hang out there with him, not wanting to stay back home alone.

“Home,” Sacha found herself thinking, was this what that little cozy studio apartment had become to her? All her life, she had lived in mansions and manors but none had ever felt like home. Instead, they had all felt like prisons, always knowing that she was being watched and never free to do what she wanted.

But here with Gavin, it was like a breath of fresh air. She could wake up when she wanted, wear what she wanted, spend the day however she wanted but best of all, get to spend more time with Gavin.

She did not know why, but there was just som