Chapter 65: This is better already
"You can really cook?"
Heaven smiled, stopping from cutting the onion as she gazed at her son. Sebastian perched across the counter where she was preparing the ingredients she needed to make dinner.
"Of course! It’s a shame I haven’t made you a single meal, but back then, I would starve if I don’t cook for myself," she shared with a smile, resuming her activity as she added, "It’s a bonus that I like cooking — or maybe the process of how these ingredients turn into something."
Sebastian studied the slight smile plastered on his mother’s face. "Why would you starve if you don’t cook for yourself? Don’t you have someone to do it for you?"
"There was, but 90% of them tried to poison—" Heaven almost bit her tongue as she realized what she was about to say. "I mean, there was someone. My dad. But I can’t keep relying on him. Moreover, I liked cooking. So even when I was working, I do it to relieve my stress."
She flashed him a smile, hiding the fact she was using the original Heaven’s life memory to lie. "This will be quick. Your Dad messaged me that he would be late tonight, so I guess it’s just you and me tonight."
"I do not mind." Sebastian shrugged, eyes on his mother’s back. His lips parted, but he pressed them into a thin line again.
’I shouldn’t disturb her,’ he thought, watching Heaven work in the kitchen. When she turned her head slightly, he caught the slight yet soft smile on her side profile.
"Mo —" His voice suddenly rolled back, almost biting his tongue.
Sebastian lowered his eyes and frowned, keeping his thoughts to himself. It was only a few hours since he had a proper conversation with his mother. Even though Heaven told him it was okay to address her as "mommy," he was not used to it.
That was his dilemma. Calling his mother just felt... awkward.