Penny Walter

MY eyes widened when I saw the time on the clock beside me. I was already late for work.

"Shit!"

I picked up my phone and immediately realized that it was Friday. I didn't have work on Fridays.

I turned to the other side of the bed. It was empty. Where's Gideon?

He must have already gone to the office. I frowned at myself when I realized that he was the thing that I looked for this morning.

"Well, it's normal. He's my husband. And I'm living here with him," I justified to myself.

I found out I was wrong when I got up from the bed and left my room. Gideon didn't go to work. I stopped at the entrance of the kitchen when I found Gideon there.

He was behind the stove. Beside him was Hanna.

"Now, Gideon. The pasta has already settled. You can now season it."

It was Hanna. What has he been doing? Was he cooking? Pasta?

"Bianca, good morning!"

Hanna said when she turned in my direction and finally noticed me.

"I heard from Gideon you had a fever last night."

I smiled