FATED TO LOVE {STORY OF US}

chapter 16

As Ariel sat on her bed, engrossed in the latest chapter of her favorite book, she failed to notice Ella enter the room. Ella quietly tiptoed over to Ariel's bed, trying not to disturb her.

She stood there for a moment, observing Ariel's focused expression as she read. Finally, Ella spoke up.

"Hey, Ariel," she said, her voice soft and gentle.

"Oh, hey, Ella," Ariel replied, looking up from her book.

"The others aren't here. It's just us for now."

"Cool," Ella said. "I'm getting hungry, what did you make?"
She noticed the biscuits and drinks on Ariel's bed and felt her mouth start to water.

"I've got some biscuits and juice," Ariel said, gesturing to the treats on her bed. "Feel free to help yourself."

"Thanks, Ariel!" Ella said, giving her a grateful smile.

"No problem, Ella," Ariel said,

"That reminds me, I saw you and Alex talking today," Ella said, curiosity in her eyes. "Did you two....?"

"Whoa, whoa, Ella," Ariel said, holding up her hand. "I'm not really in the mood to talk about that right now."

Ella's face fell, realizing she had overstepped her bounds.

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the  kitchen was filled with the delicious aroma of fried rice, and chole placed the steaming hot dish on the table.

Greg came into the kitchen and took a seat, his eyes lighting up as he looked at the food.

"Wow, that looks amazing," he said, his mouth watering. Chole smiled.

"It's my favorite recipe," she said. "I hope you like it."

Greg  picked up his chopsticks and dug in, taking a bite. "This is delicious!" he exclaimed. "You're an amazing cook!"

As Chole  and Greg  sat down to eat, the table was laden with delicious food.

The smell of fried rice wafted through the air, mingling with the scent of fresh vegetables and chicken.

Chole had set the table with care, placing two glasses of water and two pairs of chopsticks next to the plates.

As they began to eat, Greg  couldn't help but express his delight. "This is amazing," he said, his mouth full of rice. "I could eat this every day!"

Chole  beamed at the compliment. "Thank you," she said. "I'm glad you like it."

Chole put down her chopsticks and looked at Greg . "I've been meaning to ask you some questions," she said.

Greg  put down his chopsticks and smiled. "Go ahead," he said. "I'm all ears.

" Chole  took a breath, and then began. "did you live alone here ?" she asked.

"no," he said. "I,ray and Alex."

"Do you guys cook often?" Chole  asked, as she took a sip of water.

"Not really," Greg replied, taking a bite of chicken. "We're usually so busy that it's just easier to go to the eatry or a restaurant. Cooking takes too much time."

Chole nodded. "I know what you mean," she said. "Being a med student is so demanding, there's hardly any time for anything else." Greg  nodded in agreement.

"But that's not the best option, especially for young ladies. It's important to take care of your health, and fast food isn't the best way to do that. Eating home-cooked meals is a much better option."chole said