Olivia woke up early, before the sun had risen above the horizon. Her husband was still sound asleep beside her. She quietly slipped out of bed so as not to wake him and tiptoed into the kitchen to start her day.
Clayton would wake up soon, and she wanted to surprise him with a nice breakfast before he had to leave for work. She moved around the kitchen with ease, humming to a song she played on her phone.
Moments later, she finished cooking and set everything out on the table. As if on cue, Clayton walked downstairs in his neat military uniform. His hair was still wet, and he ran his fingers through it to smooth down the messy strands.
“I made you breakfast,” she greeted him.
Clayton eyed the food before glancing at his watch. He then looked at her apologetically. “I'm in a hurry. I d
