Elissa's hand held the spoon. She took the porridge and the side dish."Aa!" said Elissa as she stuck her mouthful into Edgar's mouth.Edgar smiled. He glanced at his wife and gobbled up the porridge until he almost ate the whole spoon."Slow down!" chided Elissa.Edgar chuckled. "Eating from someone else's hand is more enjoyable, let alone being fed by my wife."Elissa smiled. She pinched Edgar's cheek, "The flirting will come later! Wait until you get better!"Edgar nodded."Let's finish eating the porridge!" said Elissa. She took the porridge back and fed it to Edgar again.Edgar sighed. He did not think that all his sadness had ended. Now, there was Elissa beside him, a wife who used to marry him only because she had to. Elissa had changed entirely. She no longer looked as jutting as before. Even now, she is willing to feed Edgar and wait for him until he recovers. An event that even Edgar considered impossible."I'm not really dead, am I?"Elissa, who was stirring porridge, turne

"What are you reading?" asked Mika as she approached Naia, lying on her stomach with a book.Naia did not answer. Her eyes were busy exploring every text in the book she had just bought. It's been twelve years since Naia liked Edgar. She has also done everything she can to get him, so why does it fail?In high school, she was just a geeky kid who wore glasses, and her hair was always braided in two. Naia has no friends. For her, her friends were just books. It's just that she never thought that books alone were not enough to survive in school. She continued to be bullied and ostracized.At first, Naia never cared about it as long as she continued to get first place in her school. For her, ranking first could make her close to the teacher and silence everyone. That method always worked until she entered high school. Many people far exceeded her expectations. In that school, there are many smart students and many friends. Then Naia's performance dropped. Not down because she suddenly be

"Can you walk by yourself?" asked Elissa while holding Edgar.Edgar looked up at Elissa. His lips blossomed, his face smiling. "Let alone walking; I'm already strong enough to carry you!"A flick came out of Elissa's hand and directly hit Edgar's forehead."Auch!" Edgar groaned."If it still hurts, don't be pretentious!" scolded Elissa.But instead of Edgar being discouraged, he grinned. His eyes stared at Elissa. He pulled both ends of his lips. Then, when Elissa was busy checking the things in her bag, Edgar carried Elissa. Elissa screamed in surprise."Get off me!" she refused."I'll get you down when we get to the car," Edgar insisted."Edgar!" shrieked Elissa as she tried to free her body from Edgar's embrace."No, no, no. You're already tired of taking care of me; let me take care of you," Edgar argued.Elissa was both annoyed and worried that Edgar would get sick again, but on the other hand, she felt very comfortable. She looked at her husband angrily and turned to look at him

Elissa looked at Edgar, who was asleep beside her. Elissa sat next to Edgar. She stood up and lifted the blanket that Edgar was wearing. Her husband was already asleep. Of course, he was. He had just gotten out of the hospital and made such a pleasant surprise at Hamra Street. His body had not healed properly, but his heart was eager to make Elissa happy.Elissa kissed Edgar's cheek. She then set the LCD and listened to the latest news about the various circumstances in her country. This news was important because it would indirectly affect her business.Elissa listened carefully. She wanted to make sure to get all the details. Matters such as the export of eyelashes and model exhibitions and portraits had been done well. Her secretary had done everything perfectly. Elissa only had to check the continuity. Therefore, her return now could be completed on time. Elissa was eager to spend another day or two in Lebanon. She did not want to, especially when she invited Edgar to go home with

"What do you want?" asked Elissa.Edgar grasped Elissa's hand tighter. His lips blossomed into a smile. He was satisfied to see Elissa, who had finished his cooking. Only a few pasta was left there. It was all gone, and so was the soursop juice in her glass."Do you know why I wore that shirt when we married?" Edgar asked.Elissa shook her head."I wanted us to start things off right," said Edgar."From the beginning?" asked Elissa, not understanding."Yes. Have you finished eating?"Elissa nodded. Edgar immediately got up from his seat. He took Elissa's hand and led her to the room. His other hand held the candle used to light the dining table.Edgar's grip was firm. Elissa swallowed. The closer she got to the room, the faster her heart beat. Only this time, Elissa was not nervous at all. Instead of letting go of Edgar's hand, she grasped her husband's hand tighter.Elissa was amazed that her bed had been decorated with blue roses. The black sheets were now white. White sheets that f