Alex:

I hummed sweetly as I stood in Louisa's cozy kitchen, surrounded by the warmth and comfort that seemed to radiate from every corner of her home. I had let myself in, knowing she was out running errands.

She hadn't had anything to eat because she was busy with shopping. She's probably not going to eat anything I'd cook, so tempting her with her favorites would do the trick.

I don't remember the last time I cooked for her – this should be eerily romantic. It's always made her bubble with excitement, whenever I'm cooking for her. She'd tease me about everything.

My eyes scanned the room, taking in the...