Chapter 6 Noah

Noah's POV

I wake up to the smell of food.

I wake up with my face buried in the pillow. I nuzzle into it for a moment before rolling over to see what I'm smelling.

I roll over and the first thing I notice is I'm alone. That man isn't here anymore.

I instantly remembered last night. He did things with the light, making little animals on the ceiling with the shadows.

It was like magic! I've never seen anything like it. I was so mesmerized by it, my favorite was the bird.

I've always loved birds. Many times, I've wished I could turn into a bird and fly away.

The smell of the food brought me out of my thoughts. My nose flared as I tried to figure out where the smell was coming from. It didn't take me long to notice the tray sitting on the table next to me.

I leaned over to look inside the bowl.

It looks like soup of some sort. It smells amazing!

There's also several bread rolls and orange juice sitting on the tray. My mouth instantly begins to water.

I glanced around the room ag