This feeling almost like when Meera taught him how to read the first time and that was the time that he cherished the most in his life. The memory that he would never forget.
"It's done," Meera said, as she gave the last spoon to Dalton and he realized it.
"Did you really eat?" Dalton frowned because as far as he knew, he kept eating and because he was in deep thought, as he enjoyed this moment, all of sudden it was all done? He frowned.
"Of course, I am full now." Meera then put away the tray and then got off the bed.
"Where are you going?" Dalton grabbed her dress and then took her hand, as he didn't let her go.
"We just ate, I can't go back and sleep, laying down after eating is not good for stomach," Meera explained it to him, which made him silence.
Dalton knew that, he just didn't want her to go.
