Twenty One: Kent's Confession

Kent POV 

My head throbs as I slowly stretch my wide open. Last night was like a dream but when I felt a heavy head lying on my arms, I saw her, the woman I resented fifteen years ago. She's calmly sleeping beside me. She's still in her deep sleep and I didn't want to wake her up. I slide her hair covering from her face and locked it behind her ears. I smiled to see the full view of her bare face. She's still beautiful as ever. I suddenly stop caressing her face when she started to move her body.  

I didn't want to wake her. I'm still enjoying seeing her this way, at peace, with no worries and just having a sweet dream. I gently yanked myself from the mattress to prepare something for us to eat. I ambled to the kitchen and I found bacon and eggs inside the fridge. I decided to cook them since it's the only food I saw. I took one cold beer and gulped them in one shot. 

After cooking them, I prepared them for the table. I feel like I'm a chef too. I wa