Yzabelle:
I think I don’t want the truce anymore. If the truce would only put us into silence, I don’t want it.
I’d rather deal with his chaotic character than have this kind of silence.
It’s suffocating me.
My whole night was peaceful. I should be happy.
But I wasn’t. I was in complete disquietude.
When I stepped out of my room, breakfast was ready. Stir-fry veggies, lemon juice, rice and beef stew.
They smelled superb. My stomach rumbled. I had never had a heavy breakfast and I had never tried it before. But now, I want to eat a heavy breakfast before going to school.
“Good morning,” he greeted me with a smile.
Since when did my morning become this bright and beautiful?
I smiled back at him. “Morning, did you prepare it all by yourself?”
He shrugged. “Well… It didn’t surprise
