A sigh fell from my lips after I rinsed the last glass cup and reached out to place it down in its rightful position. The kitchen is tidy now, and the dining table we have left has been cleared by me. Yes, I appreciate Malva for doing all the jobs, but I felt it was right for me to do what was right.
He was still asleep when I left the bedroom. Lately, I have seen a softer side of him emerge; his defenses, typically on high alert, have been gradually dropping. And as time goes by, I have come to know Beneath Malva's rugged façade lies a compassionate person.
I rapidly shake off the haunting memories of the disturbing gallery in the cone room. The sight of him smoking as well. Seeing him smoke was both a turn-off and a turn-on. A guilty pleasure I couldn't ignore.
" Oh, I must be losin
