REVENGE OF THE GOOD WIFE (ENGLISH)
Slipping out of bed, she tiptoed through the quiet house, the wooden floor creaking softly beneath her feet.
As she neared the kitchen, she paused, surprised by the soft sounds of sizzling and the rich aroma of coffee brewing. Her brows knitted in confusion. Was Alvin already up?
Entering the kitchen, Patricia found Alvin standing at the stove, his broad shoulders framed by the morning light streaming through the windows. His dark hair was slightly tousled, and he wore a casual gray t-shirt that hugged his frame. The scene was almost domestic, the sight of him cooking—although unexpected—oddly comforting. The scent of fresh coffee filled the air, blending with the savory fragrance of food.
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