Chapter Three Hundred and Seventy Two

“Breakfast is ready. I was waiting on you to eat.” he said.

Wordlessly, she followed him into the kitchen where she saw a table set for two. Taking a platter off the warmer, he carried it over to the table and began spooning healthy portions of eggs, toast and ham onto their plates.

As she sat down, she was forced to admit that she felt better than she had in weeks. She had certainly gotten more rest in the past hours than she had in a long time.

“How are you feeling this morning?” he asked as he took a seat across from her. "Did you sleep well?"

“I'm fine. Thank you,” she mumbled around a mouthful of egg. "This is delicious".

Daniel smiled.

Her appetite was coming back and she concentrated on the delicious food in front of her. This whole thing was weird. The ultra politeness. The cozy breakfast for two. It was so awkward that she wanted to go back to the bedroom and crawl back into bed.