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After settling him on the chair purposely made for him , Mira kit the candles. The soft glow of the red light cast an Illuminating view of the dining table.

Serving the two glasses with the red liquid, Mira settled in her seat.

Raising a glass, she wished him bon appetit.

Dinner went by slowly and quietly with Timothy sarvouring every moment and effort Mira put into this.

As always, the food reeked of love and affection. That was something Timothy could taste in every meal she prepared for him.

She put her heart and soul into making something special for him, for them.

Although he was still confused as to why she could still manage to do all that even after with the revelation earlier, he wasn't stupid enough to ask that so he decided to keep his beak shut.

After dinner, Mira was about to put away the utensils but Timothy stopped her.

" You have worked hard enough, let me help you." He said.

He knew that Making your way around the kitchen wasn't something easy so he couldn't allow Mir