The next morning.
Ryan left for work early; he was a high school teacher and always rose by 5 a.m. to supervise morning classes. Meanwhile, Anila headed to the market to buy groceries.
After they left, Alexander lingered in bed, holding her for a while before finally getting up, dressing, and stepping out. He made a phone call and left shortly afterward.
By the time he returned, it was already noon.
Phoebe didn't wake up until midday. When she opened her eyes, Alexander was no longer beside her. A sigh of relief escaped her lips.
Later at lunch.
"This is delicious, Alexander. You should try it," Anila said with a cheerful smile.
"Mom, he can serve himself. You don't have to do that for him," Phoebe muttered, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.
Why was Alexander still here for l
