Chapter 6

As the evening sun continued to dim it's light, Olivia found herself dozing off on the couch in the living room. Her day had been filled with emotional highs and the creative release of her art, leaving her unexpectedly exhausted. The dim, soothing light of the room and the warmth of the fireplace had lured her into a peaceful slumber.

Unknown to Olivia, Nathaniel had returned to the living room after their eyes met some minutes ago. He had decided to have his dinner alone, not wanting to disturb her rest. He observed her for a moment from the doorway, her chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm.

The aroma of the meal that had been prepared for him filled the air, tempting him with its savory scent. Yet, despite his hunger, Nathaniel made no move to wake Olivia. He watched her with a soft, thoughtful expression, the lights casting gentle shadows on his features.

The cook, Mrs. Harris, who had been busy in the kitchen preparing Nathaniel's dinner, was surprised by his decision. She