Sara’s pov
I got up from my room and went to his room.
If he doesn’t love me then there is no way I will force him to do so.
I know Darius, I have known him for as long as I can remember.
When he makes up his mind then no one can change it.
I stopped when I heard two people laughing and talking about something.
“You called that food? You almost killed me,” I heard Darius say.
“But you ate didn’t you? and unlike you I am not that good of a cook,” I heard Tamara say.
“Will you cook for me again? I mean once you are better,” she asked him.
I froze, he cooks for her, I had no idea that Darius could cook.
I never tasted the food he cooked, but he has cooked for her.
“Yes, whatever you want then I will make it,” he replied to her.
They moved on to another topic and I could h
