Anastasia’s POV
I woke up as early as I could so that I could cook for him. I fixed the bedsheets and pillows I used.
When I walked out of his room, I saw him lying on his long couch. He’s like a sleeping angel. I didn’t know how long I was staring at him, but when I got back to my senses, I immediately went to his kitchen. Woah it’s clean. I got all the utensils I'd be needing and started to cook breakfast for him.
I fried an egg and a hotdog, as well as five slices of spam, and I fried the rice as well. I’m still thinking about how I could leave him without thanking him for taking care of me last night. Should I leave a letter? Right! I found a pen and paper and started writing down my thoughts in mind. While writing, I noticed how clean his condo is. I know it’s a condominium. I can
