One week later…
Sasha's pov
My eyes were following the black butterfly switching positions in my room from one wall to another, and sometimes on the glass window.
I was sitting on my bed…it was her black beautiful wings that captivated my eyes.
All of a sudden, the door opened, and Felix leaned against the wall with a smile on his charming lips.
“Is Grace good with you?” He asked in his deep voice about the maid.
“She takes care of me well.”
My lips replied.
Felix took a whole 360 degree turn to his fierce personality. The first thing he asked every day when he got home was...where is Pia?
The first thing in the morning he would ask where is Pia?
Even in the middle of the night, he would ask where is Pia?
When he's outside, Grace would give him updates about me over the call.
