Chapter 19

(He married me

                              😱

                                     But loves me not 💔)

              

I sigh tiredly. I've been in Fred's room for almost an hour, but Fred is nowhere to be found. 

I wonder how long it takes to make chicken soup.

Finally, the door open and Fred walks in with a tray in his hands. 

He puts it on the nightstand and carry the plate of soup. He sits on the bed next to me and pass me the soup.

I take a spoonful and gulp it down my throat, I close my eyes and moan at the taste.