The first light of day lit up the kitchen as Delphinia tightened the strings of her apron. The house remained quiet, the only sound being her footsteps on the floor. She had woken up early again, determined to take over the responsibility of preparing breakfast for her new family.
"They're my husband and stepson," she murmured to herself as she whisked eggs in a bowl. "Who else should take care of them if not me?"
The thought gave her a new kind of motivation she couldn't quite explain. She wasn't just fulfilling an obligation; she genuinely wanted to make an effort. Perhaps by starting with small acts of care, she could bridge the emotional gap she felt with Ashton and even strengthen her bond with Evander.
