CHAPTER NINETY-ONE
ROXANNE'S POV
After my bargain with Raymond had ended successfully and i had taken some doughnuts an juice with him, I asked a for the nearest restaurant where I could get some real food. Surprised, Raymond had taken a look at the empty doughnut carton and bottle of juice.
"Are you alright?" He had asked with creased brows, trying to be sure he had heard me well.
I nodded shamelessly. It didn't even matter to me that I had just eaten ten strawberry dougnuts and gulped down a 75CL orange juice greedily without even stopping to think about my safety; if the drink had been drugged. All I knew was that I needed to eat, and that I would faint if I didn't get the slight opportunity to sniff food, any kind of food.
