Zayn's POV:
The first thing that hit me as I walked in was the fact that there was a lack of the familiar scent of Aryanna's cooking.
It was so clear it was almost glaring, and I found myself abandoning my shoes at the door and walking into the kitchen.
There were only three familiar faces, but the other two looked up and noticed me first. "Good morning, Gamma."
Rory glanced up from whisking the eggs and winced. "Good morning, Gamma. Breakfast isn't ready yet, but it will be ready in ten."
I smiled, and slid my hands in my pockets. "Thank you, Rory. What's for breakfast?"
His mate, Gayle, responded instead. "Egg sandwich with bread rolls. Coffee or tea on the side."
It sounded delicious, and I probably wouldn't have cared about much about it before, after all, it was food. But now
