Sealed With A Kiss

Chapter 6 - His First Love

Emily's POV:

A shrill noise entered my ears and I groaned at the alarm clock.

Okay, I am up!

I shifted uncomfortably in my couch.

Ring ring!

I kicked the alarm clock.

Crash!

I am finally up!

I woke up the next morning, my back aching like a thunderbolt. I practically had to bend double to make it up like the original. I stretched my arms, yawning and scratching my legs.

That's not a girly thing. You are not in your room, Emily.

Wait. I am married. Act like a wife. I nodded to myself. I m a wife. I walked over to Edward's side. He was sprawled over to his side, slight drool on his side cheek, his pillow on the ground doing somersaults and his blanket under his leg.

God, what the hell was he even dreaming about!

I shook my head and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. The fridge was loaded with a lot of ingredients, and I decided to go with butter pancakes and extra veggie omelettes with apple juice because Edward doesn't like oranges.

He was allergic to walnuts. I discarded everything from the fridge Edward didn't like or was allergic to.

I started cooking the preplanned breakfast. The pancakes were fine but I think I put too much oil in the omelette. Edward needed to eat a healthy breakfast. I quickly made some apple juice.

"Hello ma'am, you are up early. I was expecting some post-wedding night symptoms from you, " a lady with old burly looks was standing in front of me. She smiled warmly at me.

I looked at her, confused.

was asked to take care of you two. I was the nanny of Edward when he was nine years-"

You are Miranda!" I exclaimed and practically lunged

Emily! Edward's-"

I can't believe it. You two were so small and so adorable, always clinging to each other and fighting. I always thought you loved each other so

was ever right!

we thought we would never meet

now. And seeing you two married, I couldn't get any happier. Let me help you, " she said, coming forward

Miranda, you are at a tender age, so go and rest.

some flowers. Call me if you need me, dear, " she said

a meal, I felt someone grab my wrist. Reflexively, I grabbed their hand,

the tile floor.

Ouch! That must've hurt.

This is how you greet your dear husband who you just

That must have hurt. Then why the hell did you grab my wrist when I was cooking?"

He took it. "Then what should I grab? Your ample chest? Cause I won't be having any p-" I shut him by punching his shoulder. God knows how, but he fell on the ground again!

my laughter in, I knelt down beside him and said, "Rest in peace, Edward, my best friend. I will bestow upon you my greatest courtesies to pray

up. This is what you say to your ex-dead friend right?" said

took a seat on a chair and munched on his breakfast, praising me for my cooking skills and I blushed like some high schooler

phone rang. Excusing himself, he got up and accepted the

her

nodded and started to do the dishes.

stay with

I kicked myself mentally. I finished doing dishes in minutes. I can be a tomboy, but I was verse in household work,

the sleeves folded up-to elbows and his

Hearing me enter, he looked up at me.

black file somewhere? There were important documents

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