He came downstairs immediately he woke up.

Not like he had a sound sleep anyways but he felt hungry immediately he woke.

He ignored the greeting maids and went to the freezer.

He got an apple and just like her, he loves cutting apple before eating.

He went to the kitchen and rinsed it then got a knife to cut but as he cut, he started staring into space, thinking about Havana.

The way she was kissing him affectionately and the way she held him tight.

"Ah!" He winced when the knife cut into his pointer finger.

"Hey are you ok!" She rushed into the kitchen in her PJs

"I'm...fine"...