MIKO
The live extends for another ten minutes, and we finish our breakfast before we are ready to end the live.
"I promised you all to tell you how the breakfast was," I say, and Jude groans, burying his face in his hands. "It's time for judgment."
The boys all give their compliments to their chef, Zein, even saying that he would want to do a cooking segment with him, and now it's my turn.
If I cannot tell the world that I love Jude, using the exact words, then I will veil the three words into something else. If I cannot tell them that we are in love and in a relationship, then I will find a way to show that I am his and that we are together without spelling it out.
"The first time I cooked a meal, he was a witness and even though it was horrible, uncooked in some parts, he ate all of it," I start, and Jude starts laughing, lightly punching my arm, but I take hold of his fist and hold it in my hands, as I go on.
