The next morning, Erwin woke up earlier than usual. His expression looked as usual: calm, smiling, and relaxed, as if there was no burden on his mind. He moved confidently, without any signs of the anxiety that had disturbed his mind last night. Ayesha, who was still in bed, watched him carefully, a little relieved to see her husband looking better. However, in the corner of her heart, she felt something was strange.
Ayesha finally got up and followed Erwin to the kitchen, where they prepared to have breakfast together. Ayesha's mother, Mrs. Mona, was already sitting at the dining table with her typical arrogant attitude. Her hair was neatly arranged, and her gaze was sharp as if looking for an opening to throw criticism, something that was already common with Ayesha.
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