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He asks. “A macchiato, two cream buns, two chocolate glazed doughnuts and a vanilla flavored cupcake.” I had memorized everything I was asked to get, well, the macchiato is for me and the cream buns too but the rest is for them. I watch the barista input my order, watching him get to work. I look around the cafe again, smiling when I see the small library shelf by the corner. That’s cute. My eyes strayed for a second and widens dramatically on seeing Melanie in the cafe but that’s not even the things.

Celine replied They both laughed out loud "Alright, enough of the laughing..am so craving for that dish am perceiving now, it smells yummy right?" Melissa says "Of course, let me go have a look cause its remaining few minutes for it to be ready..i will be right back, make yourself comfortable" she says as she left for the kitchen Couple of minutes later, Celine dished out some quantity of Collad beans on a two ceramic dish and carried it to the dinning.. "Food is ready my dear, come on over to the dining.." Celine says

The ceramic was warm in my hand, soothing me better than the hot shower I'd just gotten out of. Melanie had gotten the brilliant idea to feed me tea before cooking me anything to eat. She's apparently been researching a bunch of mommy blogs while she'd been stuck at customs trying to get Zayed's paperwork faxed over to get him his visa. She'd gone down some kind of rabbit hole and had found a bunch of anti-nausea recipes that she'd been dying to give me the second she'd gotten home. It was so fucking cute that I squeezed her immediately.

Mel asked as she stepped into the elevator. "Homemade food?" Alex asked with his eyebrow raised. "Yeah, homemade food by me," Mel said proudly. To be honest, Alex thought Mel could not cook. But he dared not say it out aloud. "Ohhhhh, Mel said as she nodded her head in realization. "I get it, you think I can't cook," She said pretending to be angry. "I didn't say anything. You just made up those assumptions." Alex justified. "I understand; everyone thinks the same thing." Mel said with a deep sigh.

Sadly, we were back to cooking for ourselves. “I think we'll make a casserole tonight. Chicken, tuna, or something.” Melanie said. “You're cooking, right?” I asked. She gave me a look. “We’re cooking. Whether you like it or not, princess.” That princess was a jab. I'd gotten so used to the easy life in the mansion. “I'll be at the frozen meat section pouring over the varieties if you need me.” She grabbed a smaller basket and walked away. “Make sure to get lots of bacon, cow strips, and ribs. Remember the ribs.” I called after her.

“Here you go, its tuna fish salad.” “Thanks, Mel. I appreciate that you’re sharing this with me,” he told her. “I hope you enjoy it at least.” “It’s relaxing and quiet, not two things I’ve often enjoyed,” he admitted. “Even if it’s sadistic.” She smiled. “Good. Oh, and I wanted to share something else with you.” “Oh?” He doubted she meant where his mind went. Mel’s smile grew and she shook her head. “Here.” to his surprise Mel handed him a small stack of papers and not just any papers, but the papers from her journal. “I appreciate everything you’ve done so I thought if you still wanted you could read them.”