Sitting across from her, Lucas Walker picked up the utensils, but did not begin to eat.
He just watched her eat from across the table.
Watching her spear vegetables with her fork, watching her cut with her knife, watching her chew delicately with her lips closed, watching her take a sip of water and then lick the sauce from the corner of her lips…
Noticing the teardrops clinging to her eyelashes, Lucas Walker was startled.
He hurriedly put down his utensils and reached out to steady her hand.
"Ivana, what's wrong?"
Chewing on a piece of fish, Ivana Bennett raised her face, her eyes brimming with tears.
"Lucas Walker, I... I thought I'd never get to eat with you again in this lifetime!"
She seemed nonchalant enough.
But just a few hours before, she had thought she would never get the chance again.
She would never be able to touch him, be close to him, or share a meal with him, play chess… do anything with him…
Now, they could finally sit and eat together like this.
