"You don't have to do this every morning," he said after a moment. "I don't want you to feel obligated."
"I know," Serena replied softly. "I just wanted to. It feels… nice. It's been a long time since I actually made a meal for myself or someone."
Alexander reached for her hand, lacing their fingers together. "Then I'll treasure it."
For a while, they ate in comfortable silence, exchanging small smiles and stolen glances.
It was peaceful with no enemies, no schemes and no grief screaming in the background.
It was just a simple breakfast.
And for Serena, that simple moment felt like the beginning of something she had almost forgotten she deserved which was... peace.
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After Alexander had left home, Serena didn't sit idly as well. Alexander had already allocated a car and a driver to her even though she had decided against it. Alexander had insisted, and she had no other choice than to listen to him.
