Sapphire
“Why so early?”
I heard my brother asked as he walked into the kitchen. I was setting the table for breakfast, serving pancakes and sausages, and eggs. They were the quickest to prepare and I needed to leave the house and drop Jared off at NYU as soon as possible.
“I don’t want you to be late.” I simply answered as I finished setting up the table and sat opposite him at the kitchen island. I sighed in relief when I saw him already showered and dressed. We could save more time, I thought.
Thankfully, Jared did not talk or asked any more questions and just enjoyed his breakfast. What I saw last night bothered me, but opening it up to him would consume more time. I could not waste time today. As much as I wanted to talk to
