CHAPTER 123

  ONE WEEK LATER.

  "Do you think she knows what is going on?" I asked Roland irritably, at lunch a week later.

  "Why do you think so?"He croaked out, wiping his mouth with the white serviette.

  "Because this thing is taking too long... it's already a week." I brushed my hair behind my ear, my face squeezed in worry. I'm tired of feigning to be best friends with that lout and listening to her spew garbage about my mate for the past one week... And why is Roland grinning sheepishly?

  "What?"Instinctively I wiped the back of my hand on my mouth, thinking a piece of my chugged-down burger is stuck somewhere.

  "I just find it funny you think it's possible to get this done this quick."