My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

My grandma used to make flour porridge for me when I was a child. She'd boil the water first, then put the flour into the water once it was boiled, and stirred the mixture while waiting for it to be cooked. The

flour porridge would be done after ten minutes.

It was thick and melted in your mouth. Although it was nothing fancy, it was a good stand-in for soup.

I saw Sebastian lying in bed with his eyes closed when I went back to the bedroom. It seemed he had fallen asleep.

I whispered, "Mr. Milton, are you asleep?"

He didn't respond. I put the flour porridge aside before helping him pull up the quilt.

He unexpectedly grabbed hold of my hand. Shocked, I looked down and saw him staring at me.

I was a little surprised. "Did I wake you up?"

smiled and shook his head slightly.

to the bowl next to him. "What

the bowl in my hand. "There's not much ingredients in it. I only found flour, so I made some flour porridge. Have a bite and see if it's edible."

him up. However, I moved too quickly, and ended

an awkward position to be, but fortunately, the bowl

again. I caught him staring and I explained in a panic, "I didn't mean it just now. I just wanted to help you up, but I

staring at

handing the bowl

of raising his hand to take it, he looked at me and said, "Am I your patient now?" S~ᴇaʀᴄh

with such a huge hole on his waist?

it's not too much if I ask you to feed me, right?"

and regarded him sternly. "Mr. Milton, you're a serious man, so this

bowl from me and took a bite. It was probably

couldn't understand him sometimes. How could he

I was a child, I often saw my grandmother make this for me. I just learnt how to cook it