Only when her plate was empty, did Grace look up. "I am done."
Christian already knew that, given that he was already staring at her after he had finished his food.
The thing was, he did not look at her plate, not once. She felt him look at her face and nowhere else.
When he did not say anything, she pushed. "I am done. Can I go now?"
Slowly, he moved out of his spot and ordered along the way as he crossed her. Grace followed him and watched went back into the corridor that she had come from. When he came back, he had her purse and her phone with him.
Silently, she took them from him and followed him to the left.
Grace watched as he moved his foot on the floor at the corner of the lift and pressed a button.
"What?" She spat. "why in the world is it on the floor?" of course she had missed it. Why would grace look on the floor?!
