When I woke up the next morning…… All that I could perceive was the smell of a well-made sandwich.
I'm very hungry and at the same time, I'm also weak.
Yesterday Edward had pressed me to himself and he didn't let go of me.
I had no other option but to remain in that same position until I finally fell asleep.
I couldn't bring myself to wake Edward up because Edward seemed very very weak, so I decided to ignore the grumbling sound that was coming from my stomach.
"Who's preparing such a delicious meal?". I asked no one in particular.
Rising from the bed, I follow the aroma like a hungry dog until I get to the kitchen.
I saw an apron tied around Edward's waist and he was busy using the toaster.
"I think I'm dreaming right now Mister Man". I uttered while smiling.
I placed my hand on my chin and rested my hand on the kitchen craft while smiling as I stared at him in adoration.