CHAPTER 41
SOPHIA’S POV
I woke up to the smell of bacon sizzling in the kitchen. As I padded down the stairs, the enticing aroma led me straight to Henry, who was busy at the stove.
"Morning, chef," I greeted, planting a soft kiss on his cheek.
He turned with a grin, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Morning, sleepyhead. I hope you're hungry because I'm attempting your infamous scrambled eggs today."
I chuckled, taking a seat at the kitchen island. "Oh, this I have to see."
Henry slid a plate piled with scrambled eggs and bacon in front of me, and I raised an eyebrow. "Well, it certainly looks edible."
He laughed, taking a seat across from me. "High praise, coming from you."
We dug into our breakfast, trading jokes and playful banter. It was a routine we'd fallen into, one I cher
