As she spoke, he acted like he didn’t hear her as he demonstrated the steps of what he said.
"It is best to use cold water, so that it boils slowly and tomatoes will melt along with the oil."
David said, his eyes were focused on the food he was cooking but his voice was strained, just like Rose.
He could wait slowly, he was in no hurry. Just like frying the tomato with low heat and it eventually melting. As long as there is enough time and just slight pressure on his part, her heart would melt.
"David, I see you as just a friend, I always have and I always will."
I thought about a lot of other words which I could I have used and settled for the blunt one but when I really said it, I felt that I chose the most hurtful one.
David carefully picked at the skin of the onions and obvious
