Too Much To Bear My Love

Reality is indeed different from fiction. Regardless of the female lead, the male lead, or the side characters, their fate lies in the author’s hands.

“I’m not gabbing with you any longer. Get the takeout for me when it arrives. I’m gonna go take a nap.”

Amelia plopped down on Tiffany’s one and only bed and dozed off in a matter of seconds.

Sometime later, Amelia was woken up by the fragrant smell of food. She walked out of the bedroom groggily, just in time to see Tiffany setting the dining table.

“Tiff, you cooked? Didn’t I say to order takeout?” Amelia asked, perplexed.

“Well, you’re jilted. I figured I better comfort you with home-cooked food instead.” Tiffany smiled.

lazing around like

threw it toward Amelia. “Go wash your face and come eat. Keep yapping on and you can forget about me stepping foot into the

it? But hold up—are they actually edible?” Having thrown

shook her head, but her lips curved into a

writing career not take off, she could seriously consider being

last had what you made, Tiff. I didn’t expect your food to still taste like heaven,” Amelia

could set fire in the kitchen by

continued drinking her soup before abruptly adding, “Tiff, do you think I

servants to do the work. When would he need your contribution? If I must say, you