Diana’s POV

His composure and demeanour were baffling. How could he be this calm? I wasn't the one they talked about, and sitting down there was a very hard decision for me, coupled with all the staring eyes.

I watched as he ate his food quietly, though he was calm but I could tell that there were so many things going on in his head at that moment. He wasn't his usual cheerful and chatty self whenever he was around me.

We finished up the food. He pushed Tray a bit forward, raising his ...