Breakfast conversations

Liam and Rose sat across from each other at the cozy breakfast table, their plates filled with delicious scrambled eggs, crispy bacon, and freshly toasted bread. The aroma of coffee lingered in the air, adding to the comforting atmosphere of the room. As they savored their meals, a silence settled between them, slowly engulfing the space.

Rose, unable to bear the weight of the quietness, took a deep breath and gathered her courage. She placed her fork down gently and looked at Liam, her eyes searching for answers. "Liam, I've been meaning to ask you something. When I woke up this morning, I was on my bed, but I distinctly remember falling asleep on the sofa. And I can't shake the feeling that someone touched me while I was unconscious. Do you know anything about it?"

Liam's expression grew serious as he absorbed her words. He knew it was time to address the incident that had been bothering Rose. He nodded slowly, his voice calm yet concerned. "Rose, I noticed you on the sofa when I ca