It was a beautiful day for Emily.
The ray of sunlight penetrated through her eyelids, waking her up bright and early even before Matt opened his eyes.
She rushed to the kitchen first, hoping to prepare a meal for him.
Surprise the love of her life. A breakfast in bed kind of idea.
Something she was sure Matt would be delighted to.
As she tied the strings of the apron round her waist, Emily exhaled deeply and was soon standing in front of a stove.
“Eggs. Bacon and toast, a nice meal for my love,” She recited to her own hearing before she got to work.
First, Emily cracked open two eggs, whisking them both together after she had decided on a pinch of salt and some pepper.
Scrambled eyes what was she intended to make but it didn't seem like Matt had any butter.
What could she expect f
