After battling with grammar and phrasing for so long, Scarlet had completely forgotten about what she was wearing. The only thing that she could think of was her rumbling stomach and how divine the pasta Edward was making smelled.
Edward didn't need to turn around to know that Scarlet was out. For some reason, her footsteps were less coordinated today as if she was still half-asleep even though she was awake. Scarlet didn't seem like her usual energetic self either and that was rather surprising. Even though they have been living together for a while, Scarlet had been nothing but sharp and polished even when she was relaxing. Perhaps it was some unknown training that she had gone through as a rich heiress?
