Walking out

ERIKA

Erika always wondered why there was a need for that much service at his house because he was the only one living there. But as she looked up at the family photograph placed on the mantle on the other side of the table, she was reminded that his family had temporarily moved to Italy for Nigel's bother's treatment. It was a pretty big family he had and by the way they were rich, it made sense why he had servants and security. Erika knew he was the kind of man to try and give it his best to make sure his family had it easy. He just was that kind, a total family person.

Erika walked to the table and waited for Nigel to notice she was there. He looked up but he didn't seem surprised. Immediately, one of the servants scurried to pull a chair at the other end of the long table, far far apart from Nigel. Erika didn't really mind even though it was a little strange. But that's when Nigel's eyes snapped up and he looked a little off.

"What are you doing? Make her sit here," Nigel said w