Adeline

“Love, you look tired,” Mike said. I was in his house, lying on his couch, while he was making himself busy in the kitchen. What I like about him is that he accustomed himself to a woman’s chores since he knew that I wouldn’t be able to do that for him.

“Just some pack matters,” I replied, and then I saw him put down the cotton cloth he was holding. Then he went to the refrigerator and took out a flask before coming to me.

“Here, drink this,” he said as he handed it to me. I smiled, took it from him, and started to sip. “Lemon juice is...