Elena woke to the smell of bacon.

She slowly opened her eyes.

The room was bright,Sunlight poured through the window, warm against her face.

She blinked a few times before sitting up.

Then she inhaled,the smell was familiar

Too familiar.

Marcus’s special recipe,His favorite.

He only cooked it on Sunday mornings for Catharine,back when they were married.

Her heart tightened.

She pushed the memory away not now.

She got out of bed and walked to the bathroom.

After freshening up, she pulled on a simple dress then she walked downstairs.

She followed the smell of bacon into the living room, Sophia was curled up on the couch with a cup...