At the dining table.
Amara saw a wide variety of dishes, none of which were familiar to her eyes. She could understand what those dishes were but since she was very repetitive with her food and mostly had the same food from the same places, she found the sight of them rather new.
''This...'' She looked up, ready to tell Rafael that it might not suit her palette if he ordered it from some unfamiliar place but she found him already looking at her.
And the faint gleam in his eyes caught her off guard. Amara was slightly taken aback as a thought crossed her mind. Was he perhaps looking forward to her eating the food he had arranged?
The words that had reached her throat dropped down as Amara picked up a spoon. Making habits and learning things was a very easy thing. Just do something regularly and religiously and you would make a habit of it.
