Calista

　　We were downstairs now, and I watched as Draven skillfully moved around the kitchen, gathering ingredients for the pasta dish I had mentioned I liked, or lasagna. His efficiency and ease in preparing everything caught my attention, and I couldn't help but smile as I observed him.

　　Draven seemed completely focused on the task at hand, handling everything with a sense of capability that made him seem like husband material- the kind of person I had always ...