After the long conversation Madison and I had. Inside became very silent.

　　I watched her from the entrance of the kitchen as she prepared dinner. The scent of the delicious meal she was preparing I was dying to start eating.

　　Madison was not in a good mood recollecting her mate. I felt it for her. I could see the sadness in her eyes. She smiled a couple of times at me seeing I was watching her, but her smile didn't feel genuine. It felt forced. It didn't give me a ...