Celestine's POV
The next day, we woke up early to prepare breakfast. Last night, Danny and I had already planned to visit some hot springs. Fortunately, she had done some research, so we quickly decided which one to go to. Sandro knew the way, so we packed our things the night before.
"I'll set this on the table, Nana," I said to Auntie Ysabel, using the affectionate term I sometimes call her.
"Alright, Tine, I'll bring what I cooked too," she replied. I nodded with a smile before leaving the kitchen. Sasha was arranging plates, utensils, and glasses on the table, with Sandro helping her carry some plates.
"Need anything else from the kitchen?" Dominique asked as he approached, having placed a big plate of rice on the table.
"Yes, but Nana said she'd bring it herself." He nodded at me
