The morning came with light shining through the windows and I hid my face in the pillows. I already ignored one alarm and knew I needed to get out of bed soon to get ready for work. However, work was starting to feel like something Lily and Cole orchestrated rather than something I earned.
Lily was up already and I could smell a fresh pot of coffee, a first for her in a while. i wondered if i was enabling her drinking habits by letting her stay here.
I crawled out of bed and made my way to the kitchen. I poured a cup and sat at the two-seater kitchen table. Lily could tell I was sad and didn't push. She sat with me and we enjoyed the morning in peace.
Her morning ritual consisted of scrolling through her phone for an hour whereas mine was watching the birds out the window and planning m
