Chapter 14
Life
I couldn’t believe my eyes.
If I told anyone else what I was witnessing, they wouldn’t believe me.
Jay Chahar in the kitchen, attempting to cook, - very badly I might add- what looked like breakfast.
I had woken up to the house beeping.
Terrified that I had left the stove on, I ran downstairs in my negligee without my robe into the kitchen.
And there was Jay, burning something that resembled an omelette and ignoring the fire alarm.
I snapped out of my daze.
“Jay!” I yelled, walking towards the stove.
Jay turned and smiled. “Morning, your awake early. I was hoping to bring breakfast to you in bed.”
“Jay, the beeping, do you not hear it?” I asked.
“I do, I thought it would turn off by itself.” He answered.
I shook my head at him. “No.”
I walked over
