Carol had been around the block more than a few times, but she had never cacross a guy with Felix's background. It was the

rarity that intrigued her.

The harder Felix played hard to get, the more she found herself unable to let go.

As the old saying goes, the way to a man's heart is through his stomach.

During the day, she waited tables at a cozy barbecue restaurant, her thoughts drifting constantly to Felix. Her dedication was

unwavering.

Cnightfall, she'd return to her stuapartment to hone her culinary skills. But having never so much as boiled water before,

after three days all she could muster was ketchup spaghetti.

She snapped a picture of her creation and sent it to Felix with a message, [Had dinner yet?]

Felix was at the hospital, too preoccupied to even consider opening her message. He was holding Listina's hand, staring at her

without blinking.

The doctor cin with a grim reminder, "It's quite serious. We only have a 30% chance of success with the surgery. If we could

get an international specialist, the odds could increase to 70%, but it's expensive, and there's a heap of recovery costs to

consider."

The doctor knew Felix, who had been a constant figure at the hospital, sometimes even showing up in the middle of the night. He

knew Felix juggled multiple jobs to make ends meet since his parents had passed. It was a tough situation.

"lI understand, thank you," Felix replied once the doctor had left. He stood up, kissed Listina on the lips, and sighed softly. "I wonder

if you'll blme when you wake up."

But he had to take action, or Listina would die.

supposed to be

finally replied to Carol's

hope for a reply.

at the barbecue restaurant? We get fresh ingredients every day, but I can only make

manager's blessing. They'd just go to waste otherwise, and

Sometimes there's

read her text, his

[Okay, the address is...]

sent it to

but she needed an

who'd never let employees take hleftovers; normally, those

Newcomers like

before, but the thought of winning Felix

and collected - made her believe she could handle

she purchased a variety of fresh groceries, from meats to veggies,

reached Felix's doorstep, her palms were red from

small ads. It was a shaky, frightening ride, and she emerged

floor with her heart

door, she knocked; the buzzer had long

this tdeliberately, guessing

opened the door, standing there in a simple white

his calm, handspresence before collecting

this is

"It's just a rental."

but cozy space, even smaller than her own place but clean and warm. It spoke

him extra points and placed the bags

barely enough space for one person. Anyone else

looked inside the bags and raised an

Your restaurant had leftovers

Heard it was imported, sold

habits, once a week to the grocery store, only buying affordable protein like

always carrying bags with

with the high rollers at the BlueSky

was the allure

"Felix, can you cook?"

"l can."

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