Broken Memories, Intertwined Hearts novel Chapter 67

In the middle of the night, Izzy woke up with a rumbling tummy. Dinner got a bit cold because she had to deal with Emma's tantrum outside the private dining room, so she didn't eat much.

She glanced out the window; everything was still pitch black. Her stomach started grumbling, and she couldn't help but toss and turn.

Ethan was a light sleeper, and he woke up at her slightest move. He rubbed his chin against her head and pinched her face, "What's up, Izzy?"

"Sorry for waking you," Izzy said, a bit embarrassed to explain why.

As soon as she finished speaking, her stomach growled loudly and clearly in the quiet room again. Izzy felt embarrassed and her face became flushed. This wasn't the first time that her empty stomach was this noisy.

"Ah, you're hungry," Ethan chuckled. He switched on the light, and got out of bed in one fluid motion. Izzy quickly grabbed his hand, confused, "What are you doing?"

"I'm going to check what's in the fridge and cook something for you."

Izzy shook her head, "No need, I can bear with it, it's almost dawn."

Ethan ruffled Izzy's hair, "Silly girl, why bear with it when you're hungry? I'll go first, you come down after ten minutes." He got up, put on a set of comfortable clothes, and left the room.

Izzy stared blankly at his retreating figure, and a small smile tugged at her lips. She checked the time, it was only three in the morning, and dawn was still a while away.

Izzy got out of bed after a while and went downstairs. Ethan had switched on the hallway light, concerned that she might trip. When she arrived in the living room, Ethan had already prepared a bowl of pasta. The aroma quickened her steps.

"You're just in time, I was about to go upstairs and get you." Under the dim light, Ethan, in his comfortable clothes looked soft and gentle while watching her with tender eyes. Izzy found herself lost in his gaze and quickly looked away, trying to cover it up by saying, "I usually can't resist delicious food."

Ethan didn't say anything about her slip-up. He served her a plate of pasta and poured her a glass of water.

Izzy felt warm inside. She twirled the pasta on her fork and started eating. Ethan just sat across from her, watching her. Her hair was loose, and she held it back while eating pasta. She would blow on the pasta before taking a bite, looking utterly satisfied.

Ethan was lost in her actions, it felt like déjà vu. He shook his head, pushing these thoughts away.

Feeling his gaze, Izzy asked, "Are you hungry too?"

"My stomach isn't that great; I can't digest food as quickly. Of course, I'm not as hungry as you."