Thirty

MELISSA’S POV

“Y…you are using your hands to eat?” I asked in surprise.

“Yeah, it is a free world. You don’t have to feel that if you do not go by some of the norms of this world, you are wrong. Sometimes, just go with the flow of how you feel.” He said as he chewed his steak.

He made me feel enlightened, but I couldn’t bring myself to eat the steak with my hands. It was just so weird, where people of a high class, were. But I was impressed by how Stefan wasn’t filled with pride, even with how successful he was. He was a good boss and I am certain that if he had friends, he was a good friend to them as well.

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We were done eating and we walked slowly over to a river bank and I was beaming with smiles.

“So, how did you enjoy today’s tour?” Stefan asked, with his hands in his pockets.

“Well, I think it is when we get to the hotel’s entrance you should ask that question, because we can’t tell, what if we decide to go somewhere else?” I said, with a wide smile.

“Oh, I understand. Alright