"I see. Thank you for letting me know." Natalie stood to head for the kitchen to organize her groceries.
"Thank you? Is that all you have to say?" Devonte followed her to ask. She stopped halfway towards the fridge.
"What do you want me to tell you, Devonte? That I'm so grateful you saved my life that I'm about to dedicate myself to you? Hell no, I am grateful but that's it."
She took out the fresh produce from the plastic bags and washed as she organized everything in its designated container, all while wondering why Devonte was still in her kitchen.
"Actually, there is a reason why I left. I had no choice." He started. She didn't speak but he continued, "And it's the most regretful thing I have ever done in my life."
Natalie did a dramatic turn with a smile of ridicule. "What happened to the fans you treasure so much? Did they desert you?"
"No."
