Chapter 25：This Person Part 3

My body did not want to stop trembling.

I ignored him and turned the knob again, but still, it didn't help me open the door.

He placed his hand on my right shoulder and he said: "Why are you trying to leave when you know you can't escape?"

I took a deep breath in and exhaled.

I turned around slowly and looked him directly in the eyes.

He looked back at me and his eyes were squinted slightly.

I'm in trouble.

"Yoshino, what do you want from me? I went to your office so that we could speak seriously, but why am I here?"

"Did I tell you to cry yourself to sleep in my arms?", he asked back and I thought back to when we were at his office, I really did lose myself and break down in his arms.

I caused myself to end up here.

"Speak what do you want from me."

He looked at me and grinned.

He brought me to the kitchen and said: "Cook something for me."

I rolled my eyes and opened the fridge and cupboards.

All of them were stocked full of ingredients.

And so I started cooking.

My mind was elsewhere but as soon as I started chopping the carrots I saw something shine from the corner of my left eye and I looked down at my hand and on my ring finger was a ring.

This ring, when did it get here?

Was it on me just now?

Where did it come from?

I wanted to ask Yoshino but decided not too.

It was troublesome talking to someone with a split personality.

I cooked dinner and took everything to the dining table where Yoshino was sitting and waiting for me.

His eyes never left me and when I sat down across him, he smiled.

We closed our eyes to say grace and he dished up for the two of us.

After he placed my plate down in front of me, he sat down and started eating, I stared at him for a long time and it caught his attention.

"Why aren't you eating? Did you poison the food?"

"Haha"

I couldn't help but laugh at this fool!

When I looked back at him he was smiling at me and motioned for me to eat and so I did.

We never spoke but there was a mutual agreement at this moment.

But after this, the real story would be told.