|| Warm Soup ||
On every Friday evening he likes to visit her kitchen just to taste the warm soup that she perfectly made. He loved the tasty liquid in his throat and each time he tries to know how she made it p, she always say.
❝The only way to make the perfect food is to make it with passion and love.❞
He found it cliché and he didn't believe every single word she said. So every night he asked, she answered the same answer. And he never knew how it's perefctly made.
In which Liam falls in love with her warm soup, and maybe herself too.
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Acak"Sometimes people use thought to not participate in life." ― Stephen Chbosky
