Chapter 1
You was preparing dinner and your boyfriend was sat behind the counter looking at you for some time now.
"What's up h/n?"-you asked him slightly smiling and continuing to chop the onion.
A tear rolled down his cheek as he looked up at me and said- "nothing, I'm fine love"
I finished cutting the onion and brushed off the fact he was crying because it was probably from the onion. I tossed some spices and the cut up onion in to the pan with the meat I was cooking.
*20 min later*
I finished cooking the meal and brought the plate to my boyfriend behind the counter.
"Here honey we made it with love. Now shall I feed you the first bite like we did on our first date?"- I asked him as I started to feed him with the food I made that was in fact our own dead daughter.
