Jane

The enticing aroma of food wafted through the air, stirring my appetite. I followed the scent to the kitchen to find Vishal cooking. He looked so handsome as he worked his culinary magic. I stood there, mesmerized by the sight before me.

“Vishal, did you cook this delicious food?" I ask, pointing at the mouth-watering dish on the table.

“Yes, I did all the cooking. You’re free to dig in. I made this for you!" he says proudly.

“You cooked this for me?” I ...