Evelyn threw a glance at Daemon, then she turned away and ignored him.
"Won't you ask me about my day?"
The atmosphere between them was unlike the one that should be full of resentment given the history they had together.
It took a moment, but Evelyn relented and asked in a soft voice as she looked at the smile playing on his lips:
"Fine. How was your day? What did you do after driving me to work?"
Daemon's smile widened a tad bit:
"Hm… Well, I went on a date after getting something to eat."
"A date?!?"
For a moment , Evelyn forgot to keep the indifferent act, however flawed it was.
"Sigh, I thought you would be more concerned about my diet, but it seems I was wrong."
Daemon showed a heartbroken expression, but it failed to bring any sympathy:
"You-"
"Anyway, since you seem interested, my date was a thirty years old man. He was not too ugly, but he was a bit on the thin side of the scale."
