A Stab in the Heart

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(Kiara's POV)

We got out the bath and we both dried off.

Whole time he doesn't say a word.

"Is something wrong?" I ask walking out the bathroom.

He shakes his head and says " Sometimes it feels like there's no escape from reality"

So there is something wrong.

He walks out the bathroom ahead of me and goes through his drawers.

I stand there a minute trying to understand the mood.

Is Lorenzo... depressed?

I shake my head trying to get the thought out my head.

"I have to go to work. Before I leave I'll make breakfast for us" he says not looking at me.

The lack of attention he gives me kind of hurts.

I just nod and sit on the bed.

He puts his underwear on and this time he puts on a suit.

Usually I see him with sweaters.

When he's fully dress he looks at me.

" I'll let you get dress" he says walking out the room.

He closes the door and all you could hear is the door shutting.

The room was now silent.

What happened to all the excitement from yesterday?

I take one of Lorenzo white dress shirt and put it on.

I then take some black leggings I packed and put those on too.

As soon as I open the door, already I smell the breakfast.

It smelled fantastic! It almost made me drool.

Following the smell downstairs I tip toe down the steps into the kitchen.

" it's not ready yet" Lorenzo says flipping what looks like bacon in a pan.

I love bacon!

" What else are you making" I say in response.

"panqueques" he replies.

"What?" I immediately respond.

"Pancakes" he chuckled a little.

I missed him smiling.

All morning it seemed like he was so sad for some reason.

" Oh" I also chuckle feeling kinda stupid.

I sit there for about 7 more minutes and finally the food is ready.

He places a plate of bacon and pancakes on the table.

He gives me a fork and knife and I immediately dig in

He makes a plate for himself too and we start eating together.

We talked and talked and that's when I realized I knew little about him.

Once we were done he grabbed both our plates and scraped the left over food that on the plate into the garbage.

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