~HUNTER'S POV~
The eggs were definitely overcooked, and the toast crumbled when Caesar tried to spread jam on it. But watching my son's face light up with each bite, you would think I had prepared a five-star meal.
"Daddy Hunter, these are the best eggs ever!" Caesar announced, his cheeks bulging with food.
"Don't talk with your mouth full, baby," Celine said softly, but there was warmth in her voice that hadn't been there last night.
I sat across from them at the small table, feeling strangely out of place in my own estate. This tiny dining area in the servant quarters was nothing like the grand dining room where I usually took my meals alone.
But somehow, crammed around this little table with mismatched chairs, I felt more at home than I had in years.
"Can you teach me how to make
