CHAPTER 143

Sophia’s POV

I woke up the next morning, expecting to feel the soft warmth of Reese beside me. Instead, my fingers brushed against cool, empty sheets. Panic surged through me, but then I heard it—the unmistakable sound of Reese's giggles coming from the kitchen. I quickly threw on my robe and padded out of the guest room.

When I reached the kitchen doorway, the scene before me made my heart swell. Reese stood on a stool, her tiny hands busy mixing batter, while Daniel stood next to her, patiently guiding her movements. His deep chuckle mingled with her light laughter, filling the room with a warmth I hadn’t felt in a long time.

“Good morning, Mommy!” Reese beamed at me, her face smudged with flour.

“Good morning, sweetheart,” I replied, unable to hide my smile. “What are you two up to?”

“We’re making pancakes!” she declared proudly, holding up the whisk as if it were a trophy.

“Uncle Daniel’s teaching me,” she added, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

“Looks like you’re having fun,”