"Here's your breakfast," Rory placed the hot pancakes in front of Liam.
"It's hot!" Liam held Ellie's little hand that reached for his food. Ellie likes to put her hands on everything. "You're not eating?" Liam looked at Rory's plate on the table.
"I will," Rory answered Liam. "Wait, Ellie... Mama's making you an apple milkshake! Just a minute..." Rory ran to the blender.
"Why don't you eat first?" Liam said but Rory couldn't hear him over the sound of the blender. Liam only sighed and waited for her to join him.
He didn't know why he is getting the piping hot pancakes when she is the one who cooked them. He exchanged the plates. He can eat those relatively cold pancakes. She used to like eating hot pancakes.
He looked at her and his lips curved into a smile. She used to be this busy back in the penthouse too. But she looks much happier here than there. He could see why. The air is different here. And the coldness is refreshing.
