REIS’S POV
I was up long before the sun.
Years of discipline had wired it into me—early mornings, late nights. Over time, I’d grown to value them. It was the only part of the day that truly belonged to me.
For a few seconds, I stayed still on my bed, staring at the ceiling.
The house was unsually quiet today..
Then something unfamiliar reached me.
The faint scent of food..
My brows pulled together slightly.
That was… new.
I pushed the covers back and got out of bed, moving through the somewhat dim hallways, the sun hadn’t fully risen yet..
When I stepped inside the kitchen, I stopped.
Mira stood by the counter.
She had her back turned from the door so she didn’t see me yet.
She just did her thing, moving from pot to plate, fully committed to her cooking.
For a moment, I just
