Sierra pov.

I woke up the next day feeling kind of weak. I stood up and looked around, but could not see Henry.

I stood up, wondering where he could have been. As I got out of bed, I walked out the door and down the stairs, only to see how neat the place was.

I felt amazing, and that was when I saw Henry in the kitchen.

"Morning, Sierra," he said, and I walked over to the kitchen with a smile on my face.

"Morning, Henry. If you don't mind me asking, but what are you doing?" I inquired.

He chuckled and looked at me as if I had...