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Most Beautiful Thing

Author: Authoress Ti Fe
last update Last Updated: 2024-11-01 15:39:45

~Ethan~

We began to wash the dishes together, she washed with soap and I rinsed with water. The only noise that could be heard was that of the running water and breakable plates.

Though the kitchen wasn’t completely silent, I wanted to hear something from her. I wanted to hear her voice. But I knew that would be impossible if I didn’t start up a conversation.

“So…” I uttered out of nowhere, giving her a jump scare. The plate in her hand slipped off and smashed into the floor causing a loud noise.

The glass shattered all over the kitchen floor and she instantly fell to her knees to start picking up the pieces.

“I’m so sorry, Mr Cross. I…” I moved closer to her and hastily grabbed her by the arm, lifting her from the floor.

“There can be glass anywhere. You could injure yourself.” I uttered, moving her away from the spot. I looked at her legs and realized she didn’t even have flip-flops on. “Stay back. I’ll take care of it.” I added.

“I’m so sorry, Mr Cross. I didn’t mean to.” Sh
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