Without overthinking it, she went straight to the kitchen and began cooking.
Soon, the small apartment was filled with the familiar, comforting smells of home.
Dexter attended the nearby university.
He had a dorm spot, but due to his health, he didn't live on campus. Most of the time, he stayed here with Kelsey.
That day, he came home as usual. Seeing her shoes by the door, his heart lifted.
"Sis! You're back?" he called out.
Kelsey's voice floated from the kitchen. "Wash your hands! Dinner's almost ready!"
He heard the door click shut. A moment later, footsteps approached from behind.
"Did you wash up?" she asked without turning, her attention on the soup simmering on the stove.
Instead of answering, she felt a weight settle on her shoulder.
Dexter rested his chin there, closing his eyes with a contented sigh. "Sis… you're finally back from your business trip, It's been days. I… kind of missed you."
