She didn't want to pay any more attention to Nash, ready to leave. Just as she turned, she caught Nash looking at her.

He said, "It'll be ready soon. Are you hungry?"

Nina halted her steps, facing him squarely. "I only care about when you're leaving," she replied.

Nash evaded the question, saying, "We'll eat in ten minutes."

Nina saw him turn away, focusing on the dish he was preparing, evidently avoiding addressing her question.

Ten minutes later, Nash emerged with a small pot of chicken soup. Placing it on the table, he wiped his hands with a towel and looked at Nina. "Come over, it's ready," he said.

hours, sticking to the pregnancy recipe. It appeared as if he had come to terms with the

opposite him. Nash lifted the lid off the pot, releasing

bad, huh?" he asked, content with his creation. With just the two of them in the room

soup ladle into the pot. "I noticed you were following a pregnancy recipe earlier,"

preparing such a substantial dish for the first time was a new experience for him. "I made some for you," he said, spooning some soup

caring demeanor, unable to detect any trace of his previous insistence on her having an

her belly, his expression darkening for a

were about me getting an abortion before. Why the sudden gesture of kindness with the chicken

to Miranda. Did you put

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