A cold sensation washed over me. It was as though I was plunged into a bathtub filled with icy water. You have got to be shitting me right now, I thought as I stared at Minister Samuel, unbelieving.
"Is there something wrong?" he asked, turning around to face me. "Why is your face skewed like that?"
My boyfriend and I are in the middle of a fight for a reason the Angels- know- what. Of course, nothing is wrong. I shook my head, pushing my thoughts away. "Nothing," I lied. My mind tried to come up with alibis as I thought that being supervised by Michael while we're still fighting was a terrible idea. "Are you sure about that, Minister? I mean, can't you choose someone that I... I'm not familiar with?" I was about to say 'I'm not in a relationship with,' but that felt wrong as I wasn't
