Candela's p.o.v.

Back at home, I was lying on the bed, reeling in the aftermath of everything that happened few hours ago. The door flew open,I knew who it was before I looked. He's back. I double take as I turned to look at him. In his hands are six boxes of chocolate, he didn't seemed to be struggling with it.

I sat up wondering what this is all about, I didn't think he would be a chocolate kind of guy. I folded my hands, waiting for him to place the boxes on the floor and when he did, he ...