I woke up the next morning to find that Marco was no longer in the room. I reached for my phone and saw messages from Brandon and Edward.
"Are you awake? Let's have breakfast."
Before I could even read the messages, the door opened and Marco walked in. So I decided to turn off my phone for now.
Marco approached me and helped me get up from the bed. He then assisted me in walking towards the dining table because I still couldn't walk on my own.
I looked at the food that was placed on the table in surprise. Then I looked up at his face. Could it be that he cooked all this?
"You don't have to look at me like that. These foods were definitely not made by me. So you can eat it and your stomach won't get upset," he said suddenly. It seems like he noticed the doubt written on my face as I lo
