DanteThe smell woke me before my alarm did, it was a smell I was too familiar with, a smell I had dreamt about for years.For a moment, I stayed still, my eyes still closed, breathing it in before I finally opened my eyes. Blueberry pancakes had always been my favorite and not the frozen kind chefs tried to recreate, they smelled exactly like, I stopped the thought before it could finish.Throwing the duvet aside, I climbed out of bed and pulled on a pair of gray sweatpants and a black T-shirt.The smell grew stronger the moment I stepped into the hallway, it was everywhere in the house. I followed it downstairs before stopping outside Kyla's nursery, the door was slightly open and I peeked inside, ofcourse the little angel was awake, wide awake to be specific. She lay in her crib kicking her tiny legs into the air, completely fascinated by the stuffed rabbit beside her.Every few seconds she reached for one floppy ear, missed it entirely, and frowned as though the rabbit had some
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