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Author: Miss M
last update Last Updated: 2024-06-29 17:51:12
There was an eerie silence in the ward, not a single sound could be heard, and Ellaya was restless because she was alone. It had been hours since Iden left to finish his important work. She was incredibly bored as she fiddled with her fingers. She was starving and could not leave the hospital room.

When she closed her eyes, all she saw was his stunning face as it rose from the fire, embracing her and addressing her by name.

She snapped open her eyes as the door opened and she heard the sound of heavy footsteps approaching.

When a pair of black shiny shoes appeared in front of her, her gaze shifted from the shoes to the well-built body to the breathtaking handsome face.

Iden hurled a paper bag onto the table next to her and collapsed onto the couch, drained

"Hmm! what is this?" Ellaya closed her eyes and hummed as she lifted the paper bag to her nose and inhaled the mouthwatering aroma of the food.

She repeatedly inhaled the delicious aroma of the meal, then opened her eye
Miss M

hello everyone, hope you all enjoying the updates, Is Iden falling in love or is he cooking something else, what do you think let me know your thoughts in the comment.

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