Chapter 80 Morning Surprise

• The crisp morning breeze tousled my still damp hair as I strolled along the sidewalk, the road sparsely populated with the occasional vehicle hurrying to its destination.
• I owe a debt of gratitude to the children; their lively morning preparations roused me from slumber when my alarm failed to do so. Hastily, I leaped out of bed and dashed to the bathroom to freshen up. Just as I emerged from my room, the children, on the brink of departing for school, paused in astonishment at the sight of me.
• "Am I witnessing a mirage this early in the day?" Rix quipped, his eyes wide with surprise and disbelief.