15

There's nothing much better than waking up to a beautiful Saturday morning, with birds chirping and singing by your window side, right?.

Trust me, it felt so good.

I turned in bed, hearing the sound of my mom's voice beckon to me.

"Nia, breakfast is ready." She called from the kitchen.

A beautiful day it was, the aroma of my mom's cooking filling my nostrils, confirming the goodness of dawn.

Getting out of bed slowly, a weak yawn escaped my lips, while my hands rubbed at my eyes which were still yearning for more sleep.

Stepping out of my room, I proceeded into the little bathroom mom and I shared to run myself a warm bath.

Not long after half an hour of me washing and undergoing a round of thoughts while in the bath, I got changed into proper clothes, and then made my way to the kitchen.

I found mom over there, busy making toast.

She was back to her usual act of getting food ready, just in time for me to have my breakfast, right before leaving.

Her gaze took in my figure as