Chapter 33 Breakfast In Bed

• ★ALEJANDRO'S POV★
• Feeling very elated about Emily and me getting back together, I danced a little to an imaginary Italian song in my head. Almost at once, the sizzling aroma of the hotdog I was stir-frying, whiffed into my nostrils.
• So I proceeded to switch off the gas cooker and dropped the frypan on the table. Dicing the hotdog in teeny tiny bits, I arranged them creatively on the pasta I had prepared earlier.