"Alright, you can go now; it'll be ready soon," she said.

"Okay."

He nodded, not saying much, just standing quietly at the kitchen door, his eyes tenderly following her busy figure.

Her movements were so smooth and natural, like he had seen her cook for him a thousand times before.

A wave of emotion surged through him.

If, after every long workday, there was a woman waiting to cook him dinner like this, wouldn't life be perfect?

The thought made a gentle smile tug at his lips.

Three dishes and a soup.

She had prepared them with care, just the way Casper liked.

It was strange, after all these years, she still remembered his tastes.

Maybe she was deeply infatuated.

Just as they were about to sit down to enjoy the cozy dinner, the doorbell rang, breaking the peace.

"Who is it?" Casper frowned slightly, getting up to answer the door.

Standing there was David.

and both

quickly looked away, peering

now?" Casper's tone was laced

knack for showing

shoving past him to enter

"Eliza, come with me to the

had just returned from the hospital earlier that day, knowing Carter's condition was dire.

her into it? Do you really think she's part of your family? David, you can't be this selfish." "This is between her

Casper's anger, pushing past him and heading out the

set

for the door. "You go ahead and eat. I need to goto the hospital;

his brow deeply furrowed. "Every time David calls, you just go running. Do

QUMS

good to me. Shouldn't I go see him if he's

couldn't understand why Casper was so

be so cold

emotions to

not see

was dying. What was there to argue about with a

without regrets

more to say. I'm

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