Ansel
Earlier in the morning, I woke up and started to get ready for work. Elisa was still sleeping, so I was extra careful not to make any noises.
I stared at her for a few seconds and watched her chest rise and fall slowly. Long, dark tresses had fallen all over her face, and I had to resist the urge to brush them aside. Instead, I sighed and went to take a shower.
I found Sadie standing in the kitchen first thing this morning with her hands on her tiny hip.
"What are you doing?" I asked her. "You're up early," I grinned. Sadie was pouting like a little grumpy old lady.
"I'm hungry," Sadie said and rubbed her eyes as if she was still half asleep.
"Then wait for your mother to wake up, and I'm sure she'll make you breakfast," I suggested. I wished I could have some of the food she m
