Chap 43

"Aren't you gonna eat that?" Chaos inquired in front of me, referring to the paperbag I had been staring at on the center table.

I shyly averted my gaze and then sat up straight. We are now inside the lounge and currently sitting on the sofa.

Once again, I glanced at the paperbag. I secretly bit my lower lip as I think about various things.

Why did he send me food?

What is his plan?

What's this for?

"You know, it is okay for me to eat that if I'm the one you're worried about," said Chaos who made me turned my attention on him again.

I quickly shook my head in denial of what he said. "It's not like that," I defended. "It's a bit unusual," I whisperingly added.

He nodded slowly. For a moment he let out a soft laugh and leaned back on the sofa.

"Is he courting you?" asked Chaos.

"No, he's not!" I exclaimed, too late for me to realize what I just did.