✿♡ KEYCEE ♡✿
I sat on the bed, leaning against the headboard, with the TV playing a movie on Netflix. "Here's your food, my love," Ace greeted me with a smile as he entered the room, carrying a tray of dishes.
He was adamant about not sending me out of his room, so he brought food instead. He said he'd take care of me now so I could rest. How sweet, isn't it? It felt unusual. It almost didn't seem like Ace standing before me. What if someone else had taken on his identity, and he wasn't really my husband?
He sat beside me and set the tray on the side table. I eagerly dug into the fried rice with tidbits of carrots, corn, and ground pork. There were also sunny-side-up eggs, hotdogs, and bacon on one plate, and small dried fish. A glass of milk and a banana completed the spread.
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