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Anabella's POV "Sit,'' he ordered I stared around and noticed a one-seater couch in the room and sat on it. I noticed his quizzical eyes were on me for a while before he stood on his feet and walked up to the mini-fridge at the corner of the room and brought out a few items from it. ''Here.'' He walked up to me and handed me a loaf of bread and a carton of orange juice. ''Thanks,'' I whispered and took the items from him. ''Butter or margarine.'' He asked as he scanned the fridge. ''Any,'' I replied and gulped. ''Make a choice.'' His voice came as an order ''Margarine'' I replied quickly and looked away. I noticed he took margarine from the fridge and walked up to me ''Thanks.'' I took the margarine from him and settled my gaze on the floor. ''Eat, I need to get to bed early.''