Her mother's broken voice and cries kept ringing in her head as she cleaned herself and got out of the bathroom.
Kian had dropped the sanitary products on the bed so she put them on and rushed out of their bedroom to see her husband.
He was in the kitchen, preparing something, she had no care for. Kian noticed her presence and smiled at her.
"Breakfast is ready!"
He declared and set plates for two on the counter. She gave him a small smile before settling in on the high stool.
"I have something for you."
Kian said, getting close to her and giving her the takeout. She took it off from his hand and opened it.
It was her favourite vanilla cake and baked chocolate tart. It was still hot, baked fresh in the morning.
She smiled at him. She took a deep breath and started eating. It was only then she realized how much hungry she was.
Kian watched his wife eat silently. He had no idea how to start...or start a conversation with her.
