After Edward comforted me while I was crying, he cooked me some porridge.
"Aren't you going to eat?" he asked.
"No, I'm not hungry," I refused.
But he insisted, "Eat, Gem. You're too thin."
He spoon-fed me the porridge, and I couldn't believe he would do that for me. I simply stared at him, and I could say that Edward had a bold and intimidating appearance.
"When did you arrive in the States?" I asked, looking at him.
"I just came back a month ago," he replied.
"Last month? And we only meet now?" I said.
"It just happened that I'm not busy today. I didn't expect to see you now," he said.
"Uh, okay." I averted my gaze from him.
"You've changed a lot, Gem. You're no longer as cheerful as before," he said.
"It's normal for a person to change," I simply replied.
"Stop selling yours
