The morning sun shone through the sky and woke up the sleeping earth.
A new day had arrived.
When Eliza woke up, it was just past six in the morning.
She felt that it was still early and wanted to sleep for a while more, but she could not fall asleep.
She had no choice but to put on her coat and go downstairs.
A black figure was busy in the kitchen.
Eliza frowned and walked over carefully.
"Sawyer?"
Her sudden voice caused Sawyer's hand to tremble. The egg in his hand smashed onto the cooking table, leaving the egg everywhere.
He turned to glance at her with some resentment. "Why did you get up so early?"
"I couldn't sleep any longer after I woke up, so I just came downstairs."
After that, she walked into the kitchen. While helping Sawyer clean up the messy kitchen, she frowned and asked, "What about you? You woke up early in the morning to prepare breakfast in the kitchen?"
"It's not like that."
