Clara's Pov The closer I got to the kitchen, the more the sounds from there got louder. Just like I expected. He was in the kitchen. A smile spread across my face subconsciously as I heard the soft chopping, it was steady and rhythmic, like he'd been doing this for a long time and was used to it. I leaned lightly against the doorframe before stepping in fully. He stood at the counter, focused, slicing through vegetables with ease like he’d done it a thousand times. Maybe more. He looked up briefly and smiled the moment he noticed me. “Ah, madam, ” he greeted warmly, his voice calm like always. “You are awake already? You need something?” I shook my head, stepping further into the kitchen. “I couldn't sleep again and I don't really need anything but I could use some company." I took a close glance at what he was doing. "And you’re already working again.” He chuckled softly, not stopping what he was doing. “Food does not wait.” I glanced at the counter, taking in every
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