MARIA POV
The next morning, I woke up to the familiar chirping of birds outside my window. It was still early, but I couldn’t afford to linger in bed. I had work at the café, and the faster I got moving, the sooner I could settle into my routine. I threw off the covers, stretched my arms above my head, and let out a long yawn. The night before had been surprisingly peaceful, with no unexpected drama from the twins, and for once, I felt well-rested.
Once dressed, I headed down to the kitchen, hoping I wouldn’t need to make a fresh pot of coffee. To my relief, the coffee was still warm. The twins must’ve made it before they left for whatever practice or workout they had lined up today. I smiled to myself, grateful for the small gesture. Taking a mug, I poured myself a cup and grabbed some
