Elodie made dinner.
She'd spent the entire evening cooking after waking up. Her medication had knocked her out. She was bored and her entertainment for the evening had not arrived yet.
Abigail was up in the room doing whatever witches do and she wanted to do something. Knowing that I very liked homemade food, she started cooking.
His favorite food changed with the season and she'd heard his mother telling the maids that they should pick up some radishes from the market. That helped her know what to prepare.
If he was going to call in love with her, he's going to fall so deep. Her back had been healing, she'd been going to the hospital for constant check ups and examinations so they could tell her if she was going to need another surgery because she couldn't even dress up in front of him.
As much as it didn't want to hurt her, it did because she was basically having to cover up in front of him and it annoyed her. He'd noticed it at some point, when she was about to go shower.
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