By the time Anna returned, it was already past six and Aiden had woken up. He is in the kitchen, probably making some breakfast.
Yesterday, she instructed her virtual assistance, Linda to make arrangements for her one day stay at the island, so the kitchen was stocked up.
"Good morning." Aiden warmly smiled at her. He has freshened up and is wearing a V neck T shirt and jeans. His hair is slightly damp from his shower.
When Anna looked at him, she was in daze for a second.
Standing in that kitchen. In casuals that too with damp hair made her remember her son, Edmund. Although that little man was just three years old, he used to stand on a stool chair and try to cook for his mother whenever she woke up late.
Of course, for his age, he would make more mess than cooking but his intentions and his love for his mother matters.
