He was uncomfortable at having to even ask that question.
Very, very uncomfortable.
Glaring at him, she spat, “Yes!”
His overbearing possessiveness and crazy antics were most definitely not normal.
There was also that weird appetite of his. If the food were not made by her or fed to him by her, he would rather starve.
What else could that be but the hallmark of a crazy person?
After they were done eating, Ashlyn fell asleep quickly due to her exhaustion. When she next awoke, it was already two in the afternoon.
At long last, Lucas seemed sated for he did not push her for more. Instead, he took her hand in his and led her out of the cabin.
“We’re leaving here tonight at eight. Let’s enjoy our last day here, alright?”
Ashlyn was not the slightest bit excited.
However, Serbia truly was a beautiful country despite its small size.
Commonly known as the crossroad between the Eastern and Western countries, countless wars had happened in this country as anyone who wanted to dominate the world would fight over it. Nearly every generation of the people here had been involved in some war or another.
Since they only had half a day left, Lucas brought Ashlyn to experience the ‘Sargan Eight’ Railroad Tour, where they got to enjoy riding on a steam-powered train.
After that, they strolled along the river at Tara National Nature Preserve Park.
The rest of the day passed in a wonderful blur.
At six in the evening, the two of them returned to their hotel.
Eating a hurried dinner, they rushed to pack up before heading downstairs to the entrance to the hotel at the agreed-upon time.
The rest of the crew had already loaded their luggage into the vehicle and were waiting for them.
Everyone seemed tense as they went into work mode.
Putting their suitcases in the van, Lucas tugged Ashlyn to sit at the very back of the vehicle.
The eyes of the crew members followed the couple but no one dared to speak up.
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