(Arata)
After finishing work I handed over the data file to Chan. He could take it to the block of ice who had no feelings for anyone, I didn't care.
Caysir was waiting outside the Sales Department ready to escort me downstairs.
"We have to go to Mr Karsten's villa," he apologetically said. I knew he somewhat understood the tension between us.
My heart drowned with the thought of going to live in his house. Until the day before yesterday, I was extremely excited to return to live with him; now, the idea just gave me a headache.
"I know," I quietly said and began descending the stairs. Caysir followed me silently. He led me to Karsten's car and I knew this was going to be permanently stuck with me.
Not because he cared for me but because he cared for his fucking pristine reputation.
Awww! Look how caring Mr Karsten is. He has gifted his car to his girlfriend.
