Late Night

Late into the night, the house was quiet except for the occasional creak of the old wooden floors. The cool breeze from the hills outside drifted in through the open windows, carrying the scent of fresh earth.

Jake was in the kitchen, preparing a traditional noodle dish. The rich aroma of the noodle soup, spiced with local herbs and vegetables, filled the air.Lea lounged on the single couch, a soft blanket draped over her. The cozy warmth of the living room, combined with the rhythmic sound of Jake chopping vegetables, made her feel relaxed and at ease.From the kitchen, the sound of pots clinking and the delicious aroma of a home-cooked meal filled the air. Jake was bustling around, humming a tune she vaguely remembered from their younger days.The kitchen, living room and bedroom were all in the same space.

"Jake, you sure you know what you're doing in there?" Lea called out," I can help,you know. I am just a little unwell not completely invalid."Jake peeked his head around the corn