"Come, I will cook something for you then."
These words were no less surprising to me as Killian had first invited me to have dinner with him. I sat there waiting for him to say in a mocking voice, "did you really think i would do that? Ha, such a fool?" but he did not.. He kept looking at me as if waiting for my acceptance.
"Are you going to think till morning?" he asked finally when I did not reply.
"Do you even know cooking?'' I could not help but ask.. I have never heard of home cooking in my two lives. Even when I had stayed as his wife for a lifetime.
"I do. I have cooked once in my childhood" he said so proudly as if it was a matter of today.
"You mean 20 years ago?" I asked in an unbelievable tone.
"16 years, but how does it matter?" he asked, confused as he stood from the bed and then adjusted his clothes.
'Did he really not understand why? It is a matter of my life and death!'