[JULIE]
THE NEXT morning, Julie woke up early in the morning to prepare breakfast for the both of them. When he got up and went to the kitchen, she was setting plates on the table. She looked up to him and smile. “Breakfast is ready.”
Arturo frowned, walked slowly towards the table. He looked at the food suspiciously.
Julie snorted. “I didn’t put poison on your food,” she said.
Arturo didn’t move. Julie rolled her eyes, took a spoon, and ate the soup from both of the bowls that were set on the table. After that, she dropped the spoon in one bowl and raised a brow to Arturo. “See?”
Arturo grunted, satisfied, then sat on a chair by the table. She sat on the chair in front of him and smiled.
It’s not the right time, son of a b***h. I want it not to be just painful, but soul-crushing as
