Chapter 74

***LONDON'S POV***

I felt this deep pang of nausea that I couldn't push down no matter how hard I tried, the reason why I was vomiting and really feeling the back of my throat burn with pain.

I had woken up earlier to an empty bed, Zane wasn't even in the house, what I didn't know was where he had gone to.

It doesn't matter because he is here now, and he has a fresh smell that is mixed with spice and the faintest tinge of sweat.

I look around the kitchen, notice the bags that are on the table, and instinctively move towards it.

"There was no food when I woke up," I tell him plainly.

"I am sorry I wasn't here to make you something when you woke up, I rushed out to grab a few things I wanted to get," he tells me.

I nod silently studying the items. There are many offerings in here, I mean, someone like Zane would only offer this to me after he offended me. Is that how he is feeling now?

"I see. I will make some food then, I am tired of eating a wrapped sandwich," I