I woke up early to prepare breakfast, but when I got to the kitchen, I found Charis already there cooking our food. I approached her and she smiled when she saw me. I greeted her, and she greeted me back. She told me that her child was still sound asleep, so she left her in their room for a while.
“Sorry for meddling in your kitchen. I just wanted to cook for you as a way to thank you for what you're doing for me,” she said, and I smiled.
“It’s nothing… If you’re Arlo’s wife, then of course you’re family. Let me do the cooking—what if something happens to you?”
“Oh, I’ll be fine. Even when I was pregnant with Daphne, I was still doing house chores. As long as Arlo provides for us, even if he's always away.” She sighed. “I’m just scared something bad has happened to him. He’s never been
