Chapter 22

“Leah, the dinner is here. Do you want to eat it now or later?”

Dominik, the dog I met last week and is now officially my boyfriend, was sitting next to me, stroking my hair slowly. 

Slightly lazy, I opened my eyes while looking at Dominik, who was looking at me with a worried face.

“Are you still feeling dizzy?” he asked, to which I answered by shaking my head. 

“Good. Do you want to feed you or do you want to eat by yourself?” He asked.

I stopped his hand, which was still stroking my hair earlier while looking straight at him. “I want you to feed me.”

He just nodded and took our dinner, which he put on the nightstand by our bed. I took a quick glance at our dinner menu. 

Spaghetti carbonara. 

Then I got up and sat on the bed while he fed the fork filled with spaghetti in front of me, asking me to open my mouth. 

Without thinking twice, I opened my mouth and devoured it.

“Is it good?” he asked, to which I