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Josh
The thing with being in love is that you could always tell when something was wrong with the person you loved and as I sat across Erica in the kitchen, watching her prepare dinner for me, I could tell something was definitely wrong.
First off, Erica didn’t like cooking and had always stressed out about it in the past. She had always believed cooking meant suffering and that’s why if I didn’t cook, she would eat in a restaurant befitting of her presence.
Seeing her do something as domestic as cooking was downright weird.
Erica turned to me with a perfect smile on her face.
“I’m done. Are you ready?” She asked excitedly.
I chuckled at her reaction. “More than you can imagine,” I replied as she placed a plate containing a generous amount of food on the table.
“Taste it and
