Chapter 45


    Love


    Ellis was standing against therge ss wall, looking at the vast forest, but | saw how his back stiffened when he sensed me.


    He turned around and gave me a tiny smile that warmed my heart.


    Good morning,” he greeted in that deep attractive voice of his.


    “You''re early,” | said.


    ‘| couldn''t wait,” he walked closer to me, and | turned around with a cuss. | was drenched in sweat. He let out a small chuckle


    that made my heart leap.


    “|


    Excuse me,” | said quickly and went upstairs to take a cold shower. | wore cks and a tank top, tied my hair in a messy bun,


    and went


    downstairs.


    | followed the chatter to the kitchen, and stood by the entrance, watching them. This was what my family was supposed to look


    like. envisioned this since | was a child, only to be taken away in one nigh


    My kids and Ellis were making breakfast while soft dancing music red on the speakers. Theirughter resonated as they tried


    to make pancakes.


    | had a smile on my lips, but it instantly vanished when Ellis twisted his neck to look at me.


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    We are making breakfast,” he said, putting his daughter on the


    counter.


    “| see that,” | responded, walking in. | kissed my son, who was mixing


    the floor in a bowl, and he smiled at me.


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    Mommy, I''ll make you a heart-shaped pancake,” he beamed.


    Thank you, I’m starving,” | told him.


    And I''ll make daddy one,” Sra’s eyes were bright with love as she


    looked at me and then her dad.


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    Okay. Good morning, baby,” | inhaled her new scent and kissed her


    hair.


    Should | help?” | asked Ellis.


    No, we got this, right guys?”


    “Yes,” my children answered in chorus. | sat on the barstool while checking my emails on my iPad.


    Daddy, what are you making?” Sra’s voice got my attention from the phone. | looked at Ellis and the ss bowl he had in his


    hands. A smile grew on my lips when | saw what he was making. Chocte bombs. They were my favorite once upon a time.


    How much time did he even have with them? He was making it count.


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    Chocte bombs. They are Mommy’s favorite dessert,” he


    answered, ncing at me. His stare was long and reminiscing.


    broke our eye contact and asked his kids.


    Have you had them before?”


    “No, we only have the strawberry dipped in chocte,” Sra replied. Ellis looked at me as though |mitted a heinous crime.


    In my defense, it’s healthier than the chocte balls,” | raised my hand. “And | just don’t know how to make the chocte


    bombs, however, | missed them so much,”


    “| just can’t believe you haven''t given my children our favorite snack,” he mumbled. | almostughed.


    She gives us heart-shaped saltine cr ackers,” Cayden answered with a frown, and | red at him yfullyContent is property of N?velDrama.Org.


    “They are delicious,” | pointed, ” And before you give me those judgy eyes, Ellis, check her teeth. She has one bad tooth


    because they overindulged when I was away for a week,” | said quickly. | hated the judgy eyes he was throwing at me as he put


    the chocte bombs in the fridge.


    He opened Sra’s mouth gently by holding her cheeks with his fingers and frowned when he looked at her little teeth.


    | made an appointment with the dentist, and I''ll take her on Sunday,” | said. He nodded. After ten more minutes, the chocte


    pancakes were ready. They made bacon and cut up strawberries too. The setting was brilliant, and my stomach growled.


    Ellis passed me a cup of hot chocte with whipped cream and chocte kes in it. It has been ages since | had this. | only


    ever drink in coffee now. When we were together, he made ways of making it different and alluring to the eyes, and mouth.


    “I''m sorry, | thought you''d still-


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    “No, it’s perfect,” | whispered, still looking at the mug in my hands was chestnut-colored, just the color always wanted it to be.


    Luis once tried to make it for me when | was pregnant, but the color was off-putting, | couldn’t drink it, and he didn’t attempt to


    make it again, as it couldn’t be as Ellis would make it. | didn’t understand why | felt so emotional. It was just my favorite drink.


    ‘It''s not just that, Love. Ellis remembered every detail, even the amount of whipped cream, and kes are exactly as you want


    them,’ Vee said. | felt tears well in my eyes. Ellis and my kids were watching me intently. The twins were probably confused as to


    why their Mommy was acting like this over a mug of chocte. | blinked back


    my tears and jumped from the counter, grabbing my mug and smiling.


    “Let''s eat, I’m starving,” | said.


    “Yeah, breakfast with Daddy!”


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