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The next morning....
"Mommy, what's wrong? Why are you looking down while eating?"
She couldn't help but glance at Venice when she heard her question. She avoided making direct eye contact with Victor, who was seated beside her, during breakfast, and Venice might have noticed that.
"Isn't the food delicious?" Venice suddenly looked sad, which made her pause and glance at her.
At that moment, Victor, who is sitting next to Venice, looked her way, and their eyes briefly met before she quickly looked away.
"Daddy doesn't cook often while singing like he did earlier. Didn't you like the breakfast he prepared?" Venice asked.
She paused for a moment at Venice's words and glanced at the food on their table.
The dishes were presented nicely, and even though there were parts of the eggs and hotdogs that were burnt, it didn't taste that bad. Perhaps she just didn't notice the burnt taste because her mind was preoccupied.
