Chapter Fourteen

Neither he called me nor did I try to ask him anything. I left him alone and without telling come back home. He doesn't need me. The whole night I twist and turn in thoughts about him. Curiosity killed me completely. The blinking of the phone tells me something to do with it and my fingers tap on the phone continuously in confusion. I want to thank him but he's very angry with me.

Why?

Maybe I need to thank him by making his favorite food. He loves pie. Yes, tomorrow I'm going to thank him with his favorite pie. This is the best idea when I sleep at night. He loves my food and he's going to be impressed by me.

May be

The next morning I went shopping early and bought some blueberries. Making food is now my favorite thing. . Setting all things in his office I came outside and sat on my desk. Office hours began and my eyes were on the elevator. Little sweat drops came on my forehead in nervousness. What if he doesn't like my pie? Don't worry, be positive.