AURORA'S POV
"What are we having for dinner?" Bella asks from across the table looking very eager.
"Smells like garlic chicken in on the menu." Bella replies sniffing into the air like a child trying to guess their meal. Mother and I snicker at the both of them as they're still making guesses.
It's been over a week since we got back from our honeymoon. And for the period we've been home, I've loved it. That feeling of uneasiness disappeared within a few days and I put my mind to rest. Matteo too has been nothing but a gentleman towards me, I would have said "a loving husband" but he doesn't speak the love language, so gentleman it is.
The chefs came in wheeling in our dinner and true, there was garlic chicken on the menu tonight. Bella's sense of smell is good.
Matteo's fa
