The morning light filtered through the curtains, gently coaxing me out of sleep. As I blinked my eyes open, I found myself alone in bed. Confusion clouded my thoughts as I wondered where Timothy had gone. Rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I slipped out of bed and padded quietly toward the sound of voices echoing from the kitchen.
As I entered the kitchen, I was greeted by an unexpected sight. Timothy and Aria were bustling about, preparing breakfast with animated conversation filling the room. They looked up, their faces breaking into cheerful smiles upon seeing me.
"Good morning, sleepyhead!" Aria chimed, her tone full of enthusiasm.
Timothy grinned and waved a spatula in greeting. "Morning, Evie! Join us for breakfast?"
I stood there, slightly bewildered by the unexpected scene before
