Chapter 46

Clara’s POV

He lifted the tray's lid to see a sushi buffet, expertly organised in a tidy spiral pattern. There were so many different sorts on one plate that I lost count. I could see why it was so hefty.

He was eating sushi off of an entire platter. I hadn't even eaten lunch yet in the meantime. In any case, I was probably going to have a sandwich for lunch. I don't notice any leftovers in the fridge, so I wonder what he would do with the remaining meals he doesn't eat. It brought home to me how hungry I was.

I'm not a big fan of sushi, but it worked.

I started working with a bucket, a sponge, and other cleaning solutions.

I began by looking at the living room windows. I reasoned that maybe it would make him feel bad enough to decide otherwise, saving me the trouble of cleaning the windows. In any case, I was too short to reach most of them.

I felt lightheaded, starting with the lower windows.

My eyesight was gradually going haywire.

I attempted to ignore the emotion. Most likely, it