Stella woke up to the sound of cluttering of plates. She turned over on her side and saw Richard's side of the bed was empty. She took her phone to check the time, it was seven in the morning. Her brows furrowed, this man better not be trying to burn down her kitchen.
She got out of bed and threw on satin robe over her nightie before going to the kitchen.
A pleasant aroma teased her nostrils as she got closer. There in her kitchen, stood her husband whistling to some tune as he whipped up some pancakes. A smile graced her features, how could she be so lucky to land such a handsome man for a husband?
His hair was still black and thick though it had started to gray, unlike other men at his age, he didn't have a beer belly, Richard always kept his chin clean shaven which brought out his dinstict features. Probably sensing a stare, he turned around and smiled when he saw her.
"Good morning darling", he greeted.
