The morning sunlight streamed in, illuminating the room.
Sam opened his eyes and instinctively glanced at his phone, only to realize he had overslept.
Self-discipline had always been a stringent standard Sam held himself to; after all, if one couldn't manage self-discipline, there was no point in talking about goals and plans.
It seemed the exhaustion from the day before had taken its toll, but fortunately, after a good night's sleep, Sam felt neither tired nor sore. The benefits of improved stamina were evident, allowing him to tackle each day with renewed vigor.
After getting dressed and quickly freshening up, Sam made his way downstairs.
He found his mother had already prepared a full breakfast, and Ava was casually tying her hair into two braids while scrolling through her phone at the table.
