chapter 21

The sweet aroma of sandwiches snatches me from the bed.

Damien is in the kitchen, making himself some coffee. He's all dressed up for work. He doesn't look like someone who suffered seventeen hours on a plane yesterday.

When I fall on the kitchen island, Damien pours me some milk and serves me some sandwiches.

"Why didn't you wake me?" I ask. "I should be in the office in the next thirty minutes. I'm your secretary, remember?"

"You're starting work on Monday." He says.

"It's Thursday." I glare at him. "What will I be doing till then?"

"Resting." He replies. "Schooling."

"My online classes start on Monday."

"You can catch up with friends." He suggests. "Unwrap the wedding gifts. Read books. Keep yourself busy with happy hobbies."

"Why don't you want me to start work today?"

"Because you need rest."

"But you also need rest. We were in Bali together, remember?"

"I'm not pregnant."

Damien takes the last sip of coffee and straightens his collar. He takes his briefcase and waves at me.

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