Anne didn't let her gaze meet Andrew's for too long, she quickly shifted her gaze to another direction as Razia greeted Andrew and quietly excused herself from the room.
Silence overtook the space, Anne nervously twiddled her fingers, thinking rapidly of something to say to break the silence when the man beat her to it.
"Why are you standing around? Sit." He said and proceeded further into the room with lithe grace sitting himself on the large soft pink couch in the room.
Hesitating for only a beat, Anne moved as well, somehow aiming to sit at a far away distance from him so she chose the bed instead. Sitting uncomfortably at its edge.
Minutes stretched by without anything being said between them until a knock on the door broke through once again.
Andrew answered the door with a calm voice and butler Jones along with two maids wheeled a food trolley with several trays on it.
"It's here, master." Butler Jones said in his usual tone dripping with professionalism.
