Two days later...
Kenna went down the stairs, heading towards the table for her breakfast, but she stopped in the living room upon seeing several screens and painting supplies.
- Ma’am... I mean, Kenna. - Andrea said, making Kenna smile. - They're yours; Mr. Adrian bought them.
- Where’s Adrian? - Kenna asked.
- He hasn’t come down yet. - Andrea replied, then she headed towards the kitchen.
Kenna looked at the stairs, feeling an internal conflict; she wanted to go up to Adrian's room and thank him. Or should she wait for him to come down? Kenna decided to go up to his room.
- Adrian? - she said, already standing in front of the door. Kenna knocked three times and decided to enter.
- Adrian? - Kenna called him once more.
- To what do I owe the honor of the visit from my dear wife? -
