After taking a bath, I changed into something comfortable.. white cotton shorts and a loose purple top. I set my alarm clock last night at seven am because I want to cook breakfast not for my husband, but for me and also for Nanay Emily and for Tatay Berto.
But I didn't find them in the kitchen, instead, I found my husband sitting on one of the chairs in the dining room, wearing his usual business attire with a newspaper on his lap and a coffee in front of him.
My eyebrow curled up automatically just by seeing him. It's been one week since we got married, and the last time I saw him was at the hallway on the night of our wedding.
I walked towards the kitchen while humming a romantic song as if he was not there. I opened the refrigerator to look for something to cook.
"Hmm.. I think I like bacon and cheese omelet for breakfast." I muttered lowly as I take all the ingredients I needed.
