LEILA CROSS
The next morning, I walk down the stairs as I hear the familiar sizzling sound of the food Leo's cooking.
I'm still bad and I'm not, I mean, we're not okay with the kitchen because I might blow the whole place if ever I did try to cook something.
I let out a yawn and blink my tears away because I just literally woke up. The sun is just about to set but the smell of the food on top of the stove is pushing me to move and wake up.
This is just my normal day when I was still in the identity of Leila Cross. I would wake up early once I hear that sizzling sound coming from the kitchen. And that happens when Leo is here.
I'm not really that good with households even though that's mandatory to learn for a woman like me. But then, I just can't stand doing things mostly related in the kitchen. I can do all basics households except staying in the kitchen for hours or even a day. I can't stand that.