Natasha's POV.
I stood beside the window and wondered why my heart was beating faster than usual. It was as if someone was cursing at me and swearing to squeeze the life out of me. It was morning and my boyfriend was sleeping peacefully. I pushed all the thoughts in my mind aside with a deep breath and left the room to make breakfast. Even though I didn't eat, I loved cooking and watching the people whom I care for enjoying my meal.
I smiled as I tied an apron around myself. I wanted to make pancakes for breakfast. I prepared all the ingredients and in forty minutes everything was done. I took it to the dining table and waited with a smile.
