Lunch Together

David’s P.O.V.

It was a good thing that Helena did not really hear what I said. I was only thinking about it. Never did I expect my mouth to voice it out all of a sudden.

When I saw her outside our classroom this morning, I could not help but stare at her. She was so beautiful, and her facial expression was so etched—it was so transparent for me to read.

Having second thoughts if she would go to the clinic or not made her even more gorgeous. If only she knew that I had a hard time sleeping last night because of what I saw yesterday morning—that her stunning body continued to linger on my mind, and I just could not forget about it.