ANDREW
"I'm hungry," Devein said as she walked into me and Ethan drinking tea on the dining table. She was dressed in one of my oversized shirts. Her eyes looked tired as if she'd been crying throughout the night.
"What would you like?" I asked, taking a sip from the small teacup in my hands.
"Do you have bread?" she asked, scratching the back of her ear. Her hair was clean for a change, but it was still a mess as it tangled and knotted awkwardly around her face.
"Yes, come sit," I said, tapping the chair beside me. She gave me an odd look before accepting the offer. As she pulled out the chair to seat I got up to get breakfast ready for her.
I soon came out with a tray of bread and scrambled eggs. I smiled fondly at the sight of Ethan helping her to prepare a cup of tea.
"Here," I s
