Celia seemed happy. She hummed as we sat down for breakfast. She didn't really eat. "My dear, are you not hungry?""I don't normally eat much for breakfast. I usually just drink juice and then grab a protein bar and eat it mid-morning." "Ah. Well then, let's get started." I said pushing my plate away. "No, finish your breakfast. I used to cook breakfast for my Dad and then sit with him while he ate. It's kind of nice to be here with you. It's like a morning with my Dad." She said and smiled. She continued humming. I pulled my plate back. "What are you humming?" "A song Carson and I danced to last night, I sang it softly as we danced. He said 'Imagine we are in our suite, I moved all the furniture to give us a dance floor. It's just you and me. I'll make the world go away for you.' He really is a good man. He seems to always know exactly what I need, even when I don't know myself." I smiled. 'You may be wrong. Emilia never told anyone you were a good man. She never voiced that wha
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