About fifteen minutes later, Balfour came out of the kitchen with a plate of pasta, gently placing it in front of Ellinor, "Wanna give it a try?"
Ellinor glanced at the pasta in front of her, then picked up a fork and stirred it a bit, noticing the red tomato sauce on the plate.
She looked up at Balfour, "Is this spaghetti?"
Balfour nodded, "Yeah, you're pregnant now, so you should eat more; this was your favorite when you were little..."
At this point, Ellinor paused slightly. She frowned as if she had realized something.
After seeing her frown, Balfour's words got stuck in his throat. He didn't continue, afraid that it would affect her appetite, "Never mind, just eat while it's hot."
Ellinor snapped back to reality, "Thanks."
She squinted thoughtfully, forked some spaghetti, and put it in her mouth.
The taste surprisingly hit the spot; even the thickness of the tomato sauce was just right.
But in her memory, she had never eaten this food before.
Balfour had already sat back in his seat across from her. He was watching the girl across from him softly, his eyes filled with the complex emotions of a long-awaited reunion. He asked gently and cautiously, "What do you think?"
Ellinor was about to praise the taste.
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