Early in the morning, Martin woke up from his sleep, feeling something with a faint scent pressed against his face.
Struggling to get free, he realized that Elizabeth's face wash had somehow ended up on his face.
She seemed to be having a sweet dream, still smiling in her deep sleep, which could brighten anyone's mood from morning till night.
After getting up and freshening up, Martin came to the floor-to-ceiling window, pulled open the curtains a bit, and the dawn's glow fell on the spacious courtyard, tinting the road, the lawn, and the trees golden.
Compared to the recent hustle and bustle in the Cody Community, it was much quieter here.
Martin went downstairs to prepare breakfast since Elizabeth had brought back quite a few semi-finished products yesterday.
Just as he reached the kitchen, he found Bruce busy inside and asked, "Did Thomas go back last night?"
Bruce, who was frying eggs, paused, then caught on, "If he didn't go back, was he supposed to stay?"
