MEGAN
The next morning, I woke up feeling slightly disoriented. As I rubbed my eyes, I noticed the soft scent of fresh flowers in the air, mixed with the faint aroma of food. I sat up and looked around, only to see Cindy already tidying up my room. She had already begun cleaning the shelves, and the floor was spotless.
Cindy turned to me with a smile as I stretched. "Good morning, Miss Megan. I hope you slept well. I’m just about done with your room. I’ve also prepared breakfast for you."
I smiled back, my heart warming at her care. "Thank you, Cindy. You didn’t have to do all of that."
She shook her head, still smiling. "It’s no trouble at all. You’ve been so kind to me. I like doing these things for you."
I walked over to the table where a full breakfast was set out, the plates stea
