ISABELLA'S POV The faint smell of coffee drifted through the house as I descended the stairs. When I reached the kitchen, Odessa was already there, bustling about and humming to a song, her apron tied around her waist. When she saw me, her eyes instantly lightened up.“Good morning, dear,” she greeted with a warm smile that reached to my heart.“Good morning, ma’am,” I replied softly, almost instinctively, though I didn’t feel guarded with her as I usually did with others.“Come on, my dear. Haven't I told you to drop the ‘ma’am'. You’ll make me feel like an old woman.” she teased. A smile drew up my lips. "Good morning, Odessa" I corrected, feeling a faint warmth in my chest."That's so much better" she chuckled "I was about to make breakfast. Care to join me? Or you can wait a little bit at the dinning. I'll be done in minutes"I froze for a moment. Breakfast. Food. The thought alone made my stomach twist with unease. I swallowed."I... don't usually eat breakfast" I mumbled, lower
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