Muddled emotions

When my eyes opened again, the crappy feeling was gone and so was the tranquil warmth beside me, replaced with the soft warmth of the morning sun peeking through the blinds. I sat up, looking around, and my shoulders slumped. 

Was he gone? 

The thought almost made me take another round of sad nap when an ambrosial aroma wafted through my nose, and I sniffed the air, inhaling a lungful of that smell. Mhm, what was that? My body moved, like hypnotized, and I found myself in the kitchen, breathing in so much of the nectar-like air that my head did a three-sixty degree spin. 

Shaking my head, I prodded to the cooking pot sat on the counter and uncovered the lid. The strong aroma hitting my nose almost knocked the soul out of my body. Licking my lips, I dipped my finger in the creamy, saucy pasta and shoved it in my mouth, moaning from the heavenly explosion of flavors.

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