"Good morning Auntie." my voice heavy from sleep.
"Oh good morning dear." she perks up, hearing my voice and comes out from the kitchen into the living room with a plate of pancakes in her hands. I sat down on the chair with my hands on the table. "Girl, what happened to you? Did you sleep well last night?" Her voice filled with concern. I look at her and pass her a weak smile in agreement. "You don't seem like you had a proper rest dear. I'm concerned about you."
"I'm fine Auntie, don't stress yourself over me." I try to ease her though she was right, I didn't get much rest last night.
