Chapter 95

The next morning dawned softly, casting a gentle glow through the windows of their home. Erica and Julian were up early, sharing a quiet moment in the kitchen as they sipped coffee and watched the sun rise over the city. It was a rare moment of peace before the day began, and they cherished it.

Soon, they heard the light patter of little feet as Olivia trotted into the kitchen, her eyes wide with the excitement only a child could muster so early in the morning. She was carrying her favorite stuffed bunny, the one Julian had given her on her last birthday, and she wore her pink pajamas with the tiny star prints.

"Mommy! Daddy!" she said, her voice filled with delight. "Can I have pancakes today?"

Erica knelt down, smiling as she brushed Olivia’s hair back. "Of course, sweetie. Special pancakes for our special girl."

Julian, smiling at his wife and daughter, pulled out a mixing bowl. "You’re going to help me, aren’t you, Olivia? I need my little chef."

Olivia nodded eagerly, climbing ont