Mr. M stayed at Samantha's place until dinner. She cooked food for him. This was something he had never experienced before. The food cooked with love by someone close to you tasted more delicious.
His mother never did this to him. She never took care of him. He was always longing for a mother's love because his mother was sick. His grandpa told him that the Chou's and Anderson's were to blame for that.
As he grew up, his grandfather instilled in him the idea of revenge. And he lived like that for so many years. But who would have thought that he would meet someone as warm as her– Samantha.
She made him experience the love he didn't receive when he was a child. This heartwarming feeling was new to him. But he felt so blissful deep inside.
'So this is the feeling of having someone truly cares for you,' Mr. M thought to himself as he watched Samantha who was sitting next to him, enjoying the food as she tried to feed him.
