When I woke up the next morning…… All that I could perceive was the smell of a well-made sandwich.

I'm very hungry and at the same time, I'm also weak.

Yesterday Edward had pressed me to himself and he didn't let go of me.

I had no other option but to remain in that same position until I finally fell asleep.

I couldn't bring myself to wake Edward up because Edward seemed very very weak, so I decided to ignore the grumbling sound that was coming from my stomach.

"Who's preparing such a delicious meal?". I asked no one in particular.

Rising from the bed, I follow the aroma like...