I woke up early the next morning, my mind already racing with plans and ideas for our new nation. Jason was still asleep, his arm draped over me protectively. I carefully slipped out of bed, not wanting to wake him. He had been working so hard lately, he deserved the extra rest.
I made my way to the kitchen, starting a pot of coffee and grabbing a banana for breakfast. As I sat at our small table, I heard a knock at the door. Curious about who would be visiting so early, I went to answer it.
"Good morning, Bella," Louise said as I opened the door. She looked unusually worried, her brow furrowed.
"Louise, is everything okay?" I asked, immediately concerned.
She shook her head. "We have a situation. Can I come in?"
I nodded, stepping aside to let her enter. "Of course. What's going on?"
