Chapter 363 Just Us

• The soft morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the room as I slowly blinked away the remnants of sleep. Stretching my limbs, I sat up in bed, feeling the weight of the previous day's events still heavy on my shoulders.
• As I made my way to the kitchen, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee greeted me, mingling with the scent of sizzling bacon and eggs. Timothy stood at the stove, a smile lighting up his face as he greeted me with a cheerful good morning.
• "Hey, sleepyhead," he teased, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "I thought you might appreciate some breakfast after yesterday."