Chapter 38 Heard

She entered the empty chamber in silence and readily saw the mess of the bed. Indeed, it needs to be made.

The smell of cinnamon and mint filled her nostrils, getting stronger as she approach the bed. The bed is a mess. Blankets and pillows were in disarray, like a hurricane dropped by.

"How does this man sleep?" she whispers, looking at the pillows thrashed at the foot of the bed instead of the headboard side. Another pillow was on the side and mostly was on the floor. The crumpled blanket was carelessly tossed aside.

Heaving a sigh, she started to pick the pillows on the floor, smelling each one before arranging. The scent is a small consolation for her early task. And it's making her mood elated.

She was almost done when the door burst open, revealing a sweaty man. The air immediately filled with a distinct scent of cinnamon and mint mixed with sweat and sun.

An awkward silence filled the chamber when the two choose to just stare at each other without any greetin