"Come, let's eat breakfast. I called Nana Helena last night to prepare breakfast for us. He softly said and pulled away from me. I stood on my tipped toe and kissed his face, which surprised him.
"Thank you for helping me dress up, sir." A genuine smile appeared on his lips.
"You are welcome, and call me by my name. He said and went out of my room. I smiled, picked up my bag, and followed him outside.
I went to the dining area, and everyone was already there eating.
"Good morning." I greeted and settled on my seat, and Zachary settled on the head of the table beside me.
"Hello, Nana Helena." I smiled when she placed a plate with pancakes, sausage, bacon, and toasted bread before me.
"Hello, dear. How are you? I heard you burned your hand. How's your hand?"
"It's a bit better now. It only hurts a bit when I'm holding something," I replied.
"Avoid contact with water for a while until it gets better. Did you change the bandage?"
"After we eat, I change it, Nana," Zachary replied. He pick
