"You might as well get a cat."
He stroked her hair, "Aren't I raising a cat right now?"
Norris Moore was not in the mood to joke with him. She even wasn't sure if he was joking with her - this horrifying thing, she felt he might actually do.
She frowned slightly, silent.
Trenton Smithlet her go, slowly returned to his seat.
Norris Moore hesitated for a moment, then also returned and sat opposite him.
The steak on the table had already gone cold, Trenton Smith ordered a fresh one.
Norris Moore kept her head down, not daring to look at his expression, mechanically eating the steak.
Her heart was in disarray.
Should she return?
Should she tell Alex Miller that Trenton Smith wouldn't let her go, that she couldn't accompany him to America? After he had dealt with Evelyn Miller, at a time when he was so exuberant about the future, should she tell him that she couldn't marry him?
Just because Trenton Smith still wants to play with her?
She couldn't find the words to say.
