Rhea POV
It took a moment before it all registered. How was he still here? I thought he had a place or even places where he could go live wherever he wanted. But somehow he was right here in front of me, and it was even more shocking that he had come out of the kitchen? Could he cook, or had desperation driven him to do that?
"Didn't expect you would be coming back anytime soon." He said with a smile before he continued his walk towards the table, wearing a smile now.
Once he set the plate down, he made his way back to the kitchen and reappeared moments later with a second smoking plate.
Another smile crossed his lips when he saw me still staring at him. I couldn't help it. The sight was just so unexpected.
"You should go wash your hands in the sink. You don't want to miss my food.
