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Chapter Fifteen

I woke up to a familiar set of arms wrapped around me, as a furry blanket was placed on top of us.

"Lorenzo?" I questioned.

No answer.

I started to move around to loosen his grip.

"I was comfortable." Came a groggy response.

His arms loosened their grip.

"What time is it?" I asked.

"10:30 a.m." He answered.

I felt him shift his body upright.

I stood up and opened the curtains, allowing the beautiful sunlight to fulfill the room.

"Date?" I questioned.

"June third." He answered.

So I've been here for a month.

Everyone thinks I'm dead. They don't even know I'm alive.

My birthday is next month.

"Any requests for breakfast?" He asks.

I shake my head.

He waved for me to follow him so I did.

He pulled the chair I have always sat in out, gesturing for me to sit.

I sat down, yawning.

He shuffled around the kitchen, pulling out a pan and items from the fridge.

"Did you enjoy the movie last night?" He questioned as he broke a few eggs into a bowl, following that with some milk.

I decided to play nice for possible brownie points.

"Up until I fell asleep." I responded, faking a light smile and playing with my hair.

"It was pretty scary though." I commented.

Lie.

He nodded, mixing the items into the bowl.

"So you like to cook?" I asked.

I knew the answer. It's not like he has ever requested for me to make him anything.

"Yeah, it's a hobby of mine." He answered, pouring the mix into a hot pan.

I nodded.

"How do you make money?" I asked.

He went quiet for a minute.

"Why all the questions?" He asked.

"Just curious." I answered, shrugging.

"I used to do some hustles. Saved up all the
money I earned and built my house." He answered carefully.

Please tell me this man was not in a gang or some shit.

"What kind of side hustles?" I asked.

There was no response.

He walked over to the table with a pile of pancakes on a plate in his hand and sat it in the middle of the table.

Once everything was settled he sat down and took a fork, placing a blueberry pancake in front of me with syrup.

He began eating.

"Eat." He demanded.

I slowly began to cut the pancake and put a piece in my mouth.