Diana.
Home, the new place that I had adapted to and learnt to call my home. The smell engulfed me, reminding me of how much I had missed it for the few days that I had to stay at the hospital. “What do you want to eat? I will have the kitchen make it for you.” Nadine asked.
I offered her a huge grin because actually, there had been something on my mind that I had wanted to eat for a long time, it was as if a pregnant woman needed to get to her cravings satisfied. “I want some sushi and noodle.” I answered her in a whisper.
“are noodles healthy for you?”
They might not be and I don’t even care about it. “I want noodles and sushi; I will be here when you bring it.” I repeated myself. as I sat in the huge living room, I took in a deep breath, my eyes raking through the arts all over the
