Though it was the ultimate test of Victor's patience, he calmed his anger and impatience. Breathing in strongly he walked near to the bed. Placing the food tray next to the bed on the table he sat, until a few minutes back; he settled on the bed beside her.
"This is why you exactly need to eat. You at least need the energy to fight me right? Come on Mia, please eat" Victor requested holding her hands.
"Can I ask you something and will you answer me the truth?" Mia questioned Victor who is holding her hands.
"Yes you may" he smiled.
"Do you suffer from Multiple personality Disorder?" as soon as Victor heard her question, he broke into splits.
"Lol" he laughed out loud but looking at Mia's unmoved expressions, he understood that she was being serious.
"What makes you think so?" he questioned controlling his laughter.
