Liliana's Point of View
A Glimpse of His Life
He's not a bad cook at all. He cooked the chicken and steak well although this is the first time I tasted this. I solemnly feel the longing I had for my mom while reckoning our time together when she was still here and hasn't been diagnosed with an incurable disease yet.
"Do you cook often?" I asked, a bit curious.
"Not that much but I know how."
I nodded my head nonchalantly. "That explains everything, then. Anyway, when you're done, just put your plate above the sink. I'll wash it, I just have to go outside to buy dishwashing."
Von kind off nodded his head. I got my wallet and went to the nearest convenience store to buy what I need. I honestly don't know why he was here or why did he even bother going to the place.
After quite a
