White Demon

~Chapter 60~

Several days later, Amelia woke to the smell of bacon and coffee. At some point, it had become easier to just let Forsythe into the apartment to start cooking breakfast in the morning. It was too much of a hassle to get up, be half awake, let him in, and then go back to bed. It was also kind of nice to wake up and have food being prepared. She had griped about it once, and he had simply stopped cooking and stared at her waiting for her to admit her error. She stared back, deciding she wasn't going to lose in willpower. He then turned the heat off, told her he would prepare her usual, and then he took a food pill out and filled a glass of water and slammed it on the table in front of her. Staring at the food pill and then looking over at the breakfast casserole he was making, she had quietl