Club

David immersed himself in the kitchen, concocting a meal for Rowan, she observed him with a blend of curiosity and suspicion.

"You know I can cook," Rowan remarked, her eyes trained on David as he deftly navigated the kitchen.

"And I say I don't want you to cook. Just watch me while I prepare your delicious meal," David replied, his tone light but his eyes serious.

Rowan couldn't help but feel a pang of doubt as she watched David effortlessly move around the kitchen. "It baffles me that you remember how to cook, yet you don't remember anyone," she mused, her words tinged with skepticism.

David sensed the undercurrent of uncertainty in Rowan's voice, her unspoken questions hanging heavy in the air. He understood her doubts, grappling with his own fragmented memories in her presence.

"I guess humans don't forget what they've learned. Isn't that why you asked me that day if I had started regaining my memory after seeing me operate laptops?" David responded, his voice tinged with a hint o