Chapter 64

So we made our way to the table and sat down at our individual places, still wrapped up in the aura and air of ultimate freedom, peace, and happiness. There was never a moment that passed that made me believed that in all of everything that there was never a time for me and Isiaih, there was never a time that the both of us did not want each others' presence. The aroma from the food waft and the scent resided in my senses. Godness, I forgot how well that Zee could cook. Before Isaiah could say anything else, I already had a fork that was suspended in the air with rounds of spaghetti on it. The aim was to head into my mouth, but before I could fully slide it in, I looked up, only to see Isaiah staring back at me with an amused expression on his face, looking down at the feed of pasta in my hand. I laughed, placing the fork down, and looked back up at him. "What?"

Still smiling, he shrugged. "Please, no, by all means, eat. I know how hungry you must be." We shared a knowing loo