Serena’s POV

I stood by the entrance of the kitchen, staring at the back of the person standing in front of the stove. He was still wearing his white dress shirt, sleeves folded up to his elbows. He was wearing a black apron and his hair was kinda messy.

When was the last time he touched a pan? When was the last time he prepared something for us? If I remember correctly the last time was on Millie’s birthday. He couldn’t come to her during the family day so he cooked and surprised Millie on her birthday.

But…Millie’s not here. So why is he cooking?

“You’re home…”

I gasped when...