Eryx POV I went to the door, opening it. It was Abel. “Hi,” I said. “Hello,” he replied. “I was sent to bring this.” I collected it, and he turned to leave without saying anything. I turned back to see Eden was already awake. “Hey,” I said softly. “Mate,” she mumbled. “I’m so hungry,” she said, rubbing her tummy, her eyes half-closed. “I guess we have to cook something then. Hopefully, we were given some foodstuffs.” “Ohh,” she said. I stretched out my hands, picking her up from the sofa. The kitchen felt smaller with Eden in it. Not because of space, but because my attention refused to settle anywhere except on her. She stood by the counter in one of my shirts again, sleeves rolled up, hair loosely tied back as she inspected the ingredients like she was about to win a war instead of make dinner. “You’re staring,” she said without looking at me. “I’m supervising,” I replied, leaning against the counter with my arms crossed. She glanced over her shoulder,
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