Echoes of Love

Upon entering Ellie’s house, Edward had met her in the kitchen, cooking. Her back was turned on him and watching her as she cooked, he couldn’t help but to be reminded of his mother, Catherine. As a child, Edward was a picky eater, and he wouldn’t allow anyone cook for him apart from his mother. Ellie moved the same way his mother used to move back then whenever she was cooking, and Ellie was focused just the way his mother used to be focused whenever she was making a meal.

Setting his eyes on Ellie and watching her from behind made him felt relieved of the sorrow that had filled his heart upon the discovery that his mother’s death was not an accident. There was a peace he always felt whenever he was with Ellie.

‘What are you cooking, Beauty?’, Edward asked, hugging Ellie from behind.

‘When did you come in? Did you sneak up on me?’, Ellie, who was surprised by Edward sudden presence asked.

‘I came in a few minutes ago. How was your day?’, Edward asked, wrapping his arms around