"What happened in the kitchen?"
I furrowed my eyebrows when I came back in front of him. I don't understand his question.
"What do you mean, what happened in the kitchen?"
"You seemed happy when you entered the door."
"Ohh..." I bite my lower lip. He saw me. "Am I?"
"Yeah, is there something happened?"
"Nah!" I shrugged. "I just had a small talk with Nanay Emily about you."
He frowned, confusion was clearly evident on his face.
"I told her that having a fever seemed to be better for you."
"So you want me to have a fever forever?"
I laughed at his shocked expression
"No, that's not what I mean, silly! Even though you were always raising your voice when talking to me and hating me for thinking that I just married you for your money, I'm not the kind of person who thinks you'd always be sick."
I didn't miss the hint of sadness written on his eyes, but I just ignore it and gave him a half-hearted smile.
"What I mean is that your fever seems to be better for you because it has changed you. You don't shout at me anymore, and suddenly you learn to say thank you. I just don't know how long you will be a 'nice' Daniel, but I prefer this side of you."
I gulped when I saw his lips curled up into a smile. The smile that shows the agree with me.
"So, what song do you want me to sing for you, my master?"
"My master?" He asked furrowing his eyebrows.
"My master. My boss. My king Daniel."
He chuckled, scratching the back of his neck. I can't help but smile at his gesture. It's the first time I saw him being himself in front of me, smiling at me, laughing with me, and I wish this moment would never end.
"Well, it's up to you what song you want to sing for me." then he smiled again.
I bite my lips as I felt my heart beating so fast inside my chest.
I sighed and started playing my guitar.
"Fancy meeting you alone in the crowd, couldn't help but notice your smile. While everybody else around us is going about, can we just stop and talk awhile?"
I felt his eyes on my face as I sing the first line, but I continued and pretend that I'm not affected.
"Do tell me more about yourself we could share a thought or two, now who would mind?... Can we just stop and talk awhile, get to know each other who are we to know? Love could be waiting at the end, 'round that bend and so, let's stop and talk awhile."
"Is that what you want?" The first question he asked me, right after I finished the song. "Get to know each other?"
"That's just a song." I shrugged.
"Where did you learn to play the guitar?"
I was shocked with his next question that I don't know how to answer him without mentioning my past.
"Ahm... from my father," I replied, avoiding his gaze.
"Can you tell me about your childhood?"
"Huh?"
I gulped, glancing at him only to find him staring at me and waiting for my answer.
I chuckled and shook my head.
"There's not much to say about my childhood. Boring and unexciting." I said, trying to get up but he grabbed my arm. I looked at his hand before looking into his eyes.
"If you don't want to talk about your childhood, can I just tell you about mine?"
Did I hear him say that or am I just dreaming again?
He frowned when I put my hand on his forehead and neck.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
He asked, confused. But the truth is that I was more confused than he was.
"I'm just checking if you still have a fever. Are you sure you're okay? Aren't you hallucinating or are you just hungry? Tell me, I'll cook for you again."
And I don't know what happened next, I just found myself lying in bed with him on top of me.
"Daniel..."
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