Chapter 4

Watching this bizarre scene, my heart skipped a beat.

Same old recipe, same old vibe.

Even though Emily's expression and tone had changed, that silent pressure she gave off was still exactly the same.

That lunch time, while my three roommates stared at me in horror, I silently finished the entire lunchbox all by myself.

I was so stuffed I thought I might explode on the spot.

Emily sat right next to me, resting her chin in her hand, watching me eat with a look of pure happiness.

"Babe, is it good?" she asked.

"Yeah. It's good," I managed to…