"Sir, you should at least have a bite of something first," she continued, trying to convince him; she had no idea why she was being so insistent or feeling worried within. This was just a temporary gig, and she would soon walk out of the company when her senior came back from leave.
Lucas looked at her and gripped the armchair with his free hand. He knew it was Bella who walked in; he knew that it was Bella standing before him and speaking.
But his mind was playing with him; he saw Lara the more he looked at her, and soon Bella's face and Lara's were the same thing; even their voices were bordering on the same thing.
He shook his head, trying to push the confusion away; Bella saw this and thought he was starting to get a headache.
The next thing she knew, she was standing behind him, her fingers on his temples.