EMILY

I looked up and dropped my hands down. I turned to see Alex standing by the door. His eyes narrowed in a questioning manner as he walked in.

“Did something happen?“

I shook my head and picked up the plate and moved back to the cooker, forcing a smile on my face.

“Nothing. I'm fine”

“If you say so,” he replied.

“What are you cooking?“

“Rice curry,” I replied.

He rolled up the sleeves of his shirt and came to stand beside me, taking the cooking spoon from me.

“What are you doing?“ I asked in confusion.

He raised a brow as he glanced briefly at me. “What does...