Chapter 69 —Ma

Narrator:

Aylin woke up before Roman. She carefully slipped out of bed, feeling the residual warmth of his body against her skin. She didn't stop to look at him or think too much about what had happened the night before. She just grabbed some comfortable clothes and quietly went downstairs to the kitchen.

She didn't expect the scene that awaited her.

Sasha was standing at the table, wearing a huge apron that clearly wasn't hers and an expression of pure concentration as she finished arranging the dishes. Aylin paused in the doorway, blinking.

"What is this?"

Sasha looked up immediately, a bright smile lighting up her face.

"Breakfast!"

Aylin raised an eyebrow, still not moving.

"Did you make this?"

The girl puffed out her chest proudly and nodded.

"Yes. Well, Amalia helped me with a few things..." She pointed to the counter, where the housekeeper watched them with an amused smile. "But I did everything else."

Aylin scanned the table. There was toast, scrambled eggs, slic