The morning sun filtered through the curtains, casting a warm, golden glow across the room. I woke up feeling refreshed, Eileen still nestled close to me. For a moment, the world outside seemed distant and unimportant. I cherished these quiet moments with her, our breathing synchronized, our hearts beating in unison.
We eventually got up, preparing for the day ahead. After getting dressed, we made our way to the dining hall, eager for breakfast. The smell of freshly baked bread and sizzling bacon filled the air, and my stomach growled in anticipation.
Eileen smiled at me as we sat down. "Looks like it's going to be a good day," she said, her eyes sparkling with optimism.
I nodded, taking a sip of my coffee. "Yeah, let's hope so."
As we ate, Eileen glanced around the room, her brow furrowing. "Where's Lydia?" she asked, noticing the empty seat where Lydia usually sat.
