I was already out of bed and in the bathroom staring at myself in the mirror. I was naked. I didn't remember stripping down. I must have gotten hot. I rub my eyes, trying to clear my vision. Last night was the first night that I slept without waking four to five times. Brent was still in bed. It was odd to see him sleeping. He was an early bird and was normally up way before me, busy making food, watering plants, or feeding his beloved chickens. I didn't want to wake him. He needed sleep. Looking myself in the eyes in the mirror, I sigh. "We should attempt to make breakfast," I mumble. I wasn't the best at cooking, but I knew how to make toast and eggs. Straightening myself up, I take a deep breath. "Yeah. Breakfast. I can do that." I give myself finger guns in the mirror and walk back o
