Semua Bab Fake It With Me, Anita: Bab 31 - Bab 33

RYAN'S POV "I didn't learn to cook overnight, it was a necessity for us at the time. Because we had to learn how to survive by ourselves, my mother taught us..." Wait, what?! I was talking about my late mother to a total stranger who's also my wife! Well, substitute. I immediately caught myself quickly before I had slipped. What prompted me to feel so comfortable around Anita Richardson that I had unconsciously began to share such private detail about my childhood with her, wasn't something I could understand. In fact, everything in this present setting was wrong and totally out of our arrangements. However, not only had I cooked for her, now I was also...almost sharing a personal detail about myself with her. I mean, how did we get here?! My unexpected pause midway my sentence, made her seem even more curious. She had her attention hundred percent on me and I could see the obvious glimmer of surprise and expectation in her eyes. I smiled warmly at her as I dri

ANITA'S POV I was up at 5:30am, the next day which was a Sunday, the beginning of a new week. Stretching carefully on my bed because I was aware the kids were with me, I allowed myself some few minutes of quietly watching them sleep, a satisfied smile on my face. The peaceful aura around them was very comforting. And I doubted I would ever get used to it. It was already a routine for the children to sleep in my bed most nights so it wasn't an unfamiliar task for me to read to them bedtime stories before they fall asleep most nights. Even as I examined Zara carefully to observe the condition of her hands, I was aware of the fact that I had woken up with a feeling of positivity. Hopefully, my inquiries in town today with Kristen would turn out well. Feeling glad Zara's palms seemed much better, I quietly hopped off my bed and commenced my usual morning routine. Which included; my quiet prayers, meditations, drinking of water, medications, few minutes of yoga workout, shower