She had been staring at the marble floor, the smooth white letting the light that came from the chandelier shine like glittering gold when two slices of bread were brought in front of her face. Just the smell of the butter wafting across her nose had her mouth water at the sight of it. Her stomach grumbled and she licked her lips.
Lifting her head up, she saw Damien who was speaking to his father while his hand hung in the air. Taking the opportunity, she took hold of it and quickly started to eat it. In a span of seconds, the two loaves of bread had disappeared into her stomach. As she licked the breadcrumbs off the tips of her fingers, she felt as if someone was watching her.
