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Zayne is running late so I helped myself to a large portion of soup and bread, I was starving Okay? Emma packs away the rest of the food and stores it in the fridge. We get to making some sandwiches since it’s still early, just early evening. I’ll probably get hungry again before it's time for bed. Afterward, I help Emma do the dishes and clean the kitchen, I wash and she dries putting them away in their appropriate places.

The door opens and closes, low footfalls sound and, I bite my lips to hide my smile, a moment later Zayne steps into the kitchen.

“Emma,” he says as a way of greeting

“I know, I know,” she waves her hands in the air, “let me put this away and I’ll get out of your hair” she puts away the deadly sharp knives and dashed to the sink washing her hands then throws her shawl over her shoulders. “Well, have a good night to you. Have fun” she shoots me a wink over her shoulder before pressing a kiss to Zayne’s cheek before disappearing through the door.

I smile at her a