79: Spicy

WINTER:

Hawk’s face grew even redder, averting his face as he walked towards me bringing the plate where he put his cooked dish.

Sweat covered his forehead and whether I admit it or not, I was greatly touched by his thoughtfulness. I will not eat again and let the hours pass by since I did not have any appetite, but because of him, he was able to force me to try to put something on my stomach.

“What have you got?” I asked so that he would focus on me again.

I sniffed the air seeing the spicy egg fried rice and spicy honey garlic chicken. My nose tingles at the strong stench of chili that lingers in the air.

“I don't know if you will like this, Miss Winter. But I cooked egg fried rice and spicy chicken. I hope you will bear the taste?”

He was not answering my first question. He was evading it.

Still…My mouth watered as my stomach roared like lightning. The answer to my question could wait, but it does not mean that I won't be forgetting it.

“From the smell themselves, it's alread