CHAPTER 35.
When I glanced at the wall clock, it read 8:26 a.m. I smiled and slowly slipped out of bed. I decided to wear one of William's casual outfits, wanting to embrace the feeling of being an ideal couple. As I made my way to the kitchen, I noticed there were noodles to be prepared. Today, I had chosen to take charge of making breakfast.
This was a significant step for me because, truth be told, I wasn't a good cook, and I despised cooking more than any other household chore. After the ordeal we went through last night, I was certain William must have been tired. If not, he would have been in the kitchen, giving me a break and serving me breakfast in bed. But since he wasn't, it seemed fair that we exchanged roles.
I took my time to prepare what I would call a very sumptuous meal.
