Felicy blinked with disbelief as Owen sat opposite her for breakfast. It was like he was a whole new person. He was back to his stoic self.
They ate in silence. He had been so passionate last night but today he didn't even return her greeting. She was the one who usually made breakfast but he prepared it today.
Golden brown muffins, bacon, fried eggs and toast. Felicy wasn't a coffee fan so he only made himself a cup, she had orange juice instead.
"T-Thanks for making breakfast."
His gaze lifted from his cup of coffee, one hand was slowly moving it to his lips and back to the table. It was still too hot. He looked at her and studied her expectant eyes then he looked away.
Felicy felt her heart form a thick knot. Her shoulders drooped and she could feel her throat grow itchy, so she seeped some juice.
