[~❤️CORAL❤️~]
Breakfast was finally done and I could breathe again. To say it was overwhelming is an understatement of the century but it was also the most perfect breakfast I've ever had in a long while and not because it was prepared by me.
But because they loved what I made, and they never failed to bring up how much they did every few moments, eating it with so much delight on their faces—every single bite of it—that not even crumbs were left. It was… satisfying to see.
It was the first time I had made something on my own, with complete independence and control over everything. There's usually someone watching and helping.
But today I decided to take that control and do something new. Something unexpected. It was a feeling I had the moment I opened my eyes this morning and I was glad I followed my instinct to do so.
I never thought I’d feel this way about a simple breakfast but they’d made it seem like they were eating food served off the plate of a celestial god.
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