IT was the sound of the pan falling on the floor that awakens Amari.
When she open her eyes, the light from the outside penetrated through the light colored curtain in the glass window. She glanced at the desk clock under the bedside lamp.
Five minutes before seven in the morning.
She sat up and gather the thick blanket to her body. It is Sunday and quite early for Malakai to leave the bed.
She heard the banging sound again.
She bunched her long hair and put it in a bun. She stretch her limbs before going down the bed. She pluck the silk robe from the floor and cover her naked body.
She walked out of the bedroom. She found Malakai in the kitchen.
With a slight pull, she close the bedroom door and approached the woman who has her back on her.
“Good morning, babe!”
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