Filthy hands

Ray's POV

I came back to pick my belongings for this week and found Sasha on her usual phone calls ".....Its like choosing between a Louis Vuitton bag and a Calvin Klein. Of course I would go with a VL so it's the same case, I rather marry Pedro than Ray. My parents are crazy about him for reasons I can't even understand. Guy is even still studying" she continues bubbling to the other person on the phone. I get everything I need and on my way out I open the fridge and the smell of stale food welcomes me. I close it immediately and leave. "This is horrible, how will can survive with someone who lives on takeouts only" I mutter to myself. Ra had spoilt me with her cookings and cleanliness. with her this place always felt like home . Am sure she can't stand my face at the moment but I need to win her back at all times.