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Taking the stairs, I hopped down wearing a dark blue hoodie over dark blue jeans which hugged my thighs and legs along with white thick sole joggers. 

Five days went by with Asher and I not talking to each other. It was either a small nod or a ‘yes’ or a ‘no’ and at the most, not more than five words, literally. Things were getting depressingly tedious for me. My routine was the same as always. Breakfasts were in the room or in the kitchen with Maya, sometimes alone; I was not a fan of lunches that leave dinner. Dinner was downstairs in the dining room, the huge room with just a table and its chairs. 

It had twenty seats in total. Asher always sat in the front single chair and mine was on his right hand side. Cole was beside me and Gray on his left. Sabine was beside Cole and then followed Maya whereas Felicia was beside Gray. That was how we were u