I won’t leave

Amelia woke up and sat up on the couch. She looked around the living room and let out a heavy sigh.

Fred wanted her to sleep in one of his rooms but she refused. For some reason, she didn’t want to feel comfortable. Not after what she saw.

Soon, the aroma of scrambled eggs filled her filled the air and her nostrils. She knitted her brows and looked at the kitchen. She knew Fred was at it again.

She stood up and dragged her feets on the tiles to the kitchen door. She leaned on the door and stared at Fred as he cooked.

He didn’t realize she was watching him until he looked back to pick a plate. Then he saw her.

“Hey! You are awake.” He said with a bright smile. Amelia divulged a smile also and bounced her head.

“Yes, I am awake.” She responded, still leaning against the door.

“Did you sleep well? How are you feeling now?” Fred further asked, moving close to her.

“I’m fine, thank you.”

“Please wait at the dining table, breakfast will be ready in no time.” He said to her.

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