✿♡ KEYCEE ♡✿
I sat quietly in the living room, my frown deepening as I stared at the plate on the coffee table. On it was Ace's grilled hotdog. I mean, the hotdog that Ace grilled. Unlike the one Ryan handed me earlier, this one had slits and looked perfectly cooked. But I couldn’t bring myself to eat it because it wasn't what I craved. I shifted my gaze to the chicken feet next to it, now looking edible, unlike Ryan’s earlier attempt, which had longer nails than mine.
“Make do with that for now, wifey. I promise, tomorrow we'll find a proper grill place.” Despite my irritation, I reluctantly picked up a stick of chicken feet. That was the first thing I ate. Ace then sat beside me on the long couch, suddenly lay down, and rested his head on my thighs. “I'm taking a nap, wake me up at fiv
