Morgan’s POV:
I hadn’t had waffles in a while. The last time I had them was the day I got back from India. I was so full of happiness and hope that day that I had returned home after so long. It felt so good to share a table with my brother and my best friends.
Had I known that a few days later I was going to be abducted and almost killed by my supposed boyfriends, I would have eaten waffles for every meal until death came near.
Darcy hit the nail right on the head. I was already on my second cup of coffee when my father-in-law and Thomas joined me at the table. “Someone woke up early,” said Thomas.
“I was hungry,” I chuckled. They both laughed. At that moment I realized I had to start talking about something before they asked anything related to Damian and me. I wasn't sure if Th
