ELEANOR FIVE YEARS LATER Hmm. French toast. Waffles. Cereal. Biscuits. Cinamon rolls. Croissants. Bacon and eggs. Oh, and how could I forget? Alex's favorite breakfast burrito. I smiled to myself as I arranged all the food I made onto the trays. I picked up the first one, glancing over the other where my son, Elias', food awaits. The urge to scoop it up from the kitchen table was strong. Moments after staring at it like a creep, I lift Elias' tray with my free hand while holding the first tray with the other. After managing to balance their weight on my already trembling hand, I slowly make a U-turn from the kitchen, heading to the table where I'm supposed to set the trays. 1,2,3 steps. You got this, Eleanor. You just got to-- "How many times do I have to fucking tell you, Ellie?" Electrifying chills vibrated through my body as I whipped around to find Alex squinting at me, his face darkening. His platinum blond hair a hot, sexy mess from our little exercise last night. Well, li
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