Katherine’s POV
I woke up feeling surprisingly good today. It was Saturday morning, and for some reason, I had the sudden urge to cook breakfast—for both me and Andrew. Shocking, I know.
After taking a quick bath, I headed down to the kitchen, craving something comforting. Chicken noodle soup and a fresh salad sounded perfect.
As I stepped in, I spotted Nanny Sarah already moving around, probably prepping something as usual.
“Good morning, Nanny Sarah,” I greeted with a smile, planting a kiss on her cheek.
She turned to me with surprise. “Good morning, mi lady. Why are you up so early?”
I raised a brow, glancing at the clock on the wall. “Early? Nanny Sarah, it’s 10 o’clock.”
She let out a little chuckle. “Well, considering you normally wake up by 1 p.m.—1:30 if you’re really tired
