GAURAV
Danie was unusually quiet. Yes, she talked nicely with my parents, but something changed. Something was bugging her, but she wouldn't talk about it.
What's gone wrong, ma moitie?
Danie wouldn’t respond to me like usual, she’d been like that the moment we stepped into my parent's home. What’s troubling her?
“Sir! Are we going back to your pad, or we proceed directly to the office? Fred asked for our destination.
“Rodeo Drive, Trina’s shop,” I replied briefly.
After that, I looked at Danie. She was still engrossed in her own thoughts. Why wouldn't she let me into those thoughts? Have I done something wrong? It was impossible that my parents did it to her, the luncheon was a success. Ma mere even gave me a reassuring smile before we left them.
I took her hand. She didn’t flinc
